Wash My Race

She scrubbed her face raw
The brown wouldn’t even fade
So she scrubbed it red
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gauthier Avatar
March 5, 2018 at 7:50 PM
A bit disturbing and sad, this is probably exactly the reaction your wanted, Madeleine. Well done.
Riha Avatar
March 5, 2018 at 8:41 PM
Well, it’s reality. And that’s not always pretty. Thanks for the comment. I appreciate the feedback.
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