A Poem for Mary Jane

Mary Jane
I have
Plucked a flower
Stolen
From the
Neighbor’s garden
So that you may have it
Would you wear it in your hair
For others to see?
Mary Jane
Do you understand?
For you I have
Made myself a thief
For you I have
Stolen
Beat
And made myself bloody
Written
These words
In hopes
That you would
Forgive me crimes
Worse than a
Stolen
Flower

– A. Ramirez

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