Eulogy
Eulogy
For Yorelys
Beaten, raped, and murdered,
our child lies in a coffin
brutally deserted.
What monsters with nightmares
hidden in their eyes
do things like this?
Neither day nor night
can heal her now.
Soon the heat will fuse
her lurid eyes
to diamonds
to diamonds
her sullen tongue
to quartz.
Then she will fly
and never bleed again.
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