KELLY ANN MALONE TO CHOOSE One wicked winter's frosty night when warmth was scarce and comfort slight I laid upon the flattened down and pulled the stitches from my gown Unraveling my tattered dress with mounting foresight and finesse I felt self loathing leave my hands and sensed my heart make less demands I heard the echoes in my ears demand that I relinquish fears. I felt the anger leave my brain as thoughts of woe began to wane. The sun had just begun to rise, with yellow, copper, spectral skies. I chose to live within the light, and never fear a frosty night. Back to TUT Samples Back to The Ugly Tree The Library