Have you not sat in front of us last night
And saw how we held hands in queer domain?
You did it hence and I had then foretold
What slut are you and what make I of thee.
Stop blaming beer for what you’ve done to him
The tricks you’d kick to force him to his knees
In locked restrooms supposing I don’t see
How you’d whore with a man who’s mine, you know
So nature blessed you with a womb, so what?
When woman’s heart, not yours, to me belongs
Excuses, wild a tame man’s heart will make
To raise a brow at cunning vixen’s bow
Girls will die for men their minds adore much
Only true women will kill for love’s sake.
THIS IS THE TAROT CHALLENGE, a 78-day writing challenge where everyday I pick out a random card from my tarot deck and write something about, against, inspired by, based on the card by the day’s end. The works can range from poetry to fiction to drama. When the card is from the major arcana, the title of the work should be the card name. When the card is from the minor arcana, the title can be different but the card drawn should be revealed at the end.