They Called Her a Madwoman

A Poem

Jillian Spiridon
2 min readMay 30, 2023

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Image by MDphoto from Pixabay

whispers gathered ‘round and ‘round
about the woman over the hill,
her mouth like fire and her words like wine,
since she never could keep those lips of hers shut.

they say you never know when a good girl’s gone bad,
but maybe we should have known better about her.

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