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284 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1986
Oh God, let me forget the things he said.
Let me not lie another night awake
Repeating all the promises he made,
Freezing and burning for his faithless sake;
Seeing his face, feeling his hand once more
Loosen my braided hair until it fell
Shining and free; remembering how he swore
A single strand might lift a man from Hell...
I knew that other girls, in Aprils past,
Had leaned, like me, from some old tower's room
And watched him clamber up, hand over fist...
I knew that I was not the first to twist
Her heartstrings to a rope for him to climb.
I might have known I would not be the last.
