25 April 2012
Little Red, Little Red what’s held in your hand? bags packed with cherries or sugar or cake?
Little Red, Little Red what’s that on your arm? A liberty scrawled on ebony/slate
Little Red, Little Red what stains your dress? Spilt berries, sweet jam picked poppies’ carmine?
Little Red, Little Red why hide under hood? Your locks capture eyes put fear in the wolf
J. x
Little Red • Opuss № I