My poem ‘Manon’ published as part of a special series for the global exploitation of women on Whisper and the Roar, a feminist literary collective

Paris was vibrant, the outskirts, charcoal. In dark corners the women in red lifted skirts for men in top hats. Manon was a demi-monde beauty, scarlett dressed and wide-eyed, Harlot, They called her, The men with grasping hands who were always hungry. An animal appetite behind human eyes A beast in a suit. If you […]

via Manon- Tina Rose — Whisper and the Roar

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