the girl with the raven hair by Liz Zarb

the girl with the raven hair
had eyes that acted as guards instead of windows
they were bright and full of life when needed
around family friends and strangers
but the girl with the raven hair
had a secret she dared not to share
every night her bright eyes fell to reveal sadness
a sort of melancholy hard to explain
but easy to identify
the girl with the raven hair was able to keep up this ruse
her eyes never betraying her
her eyes always manipulating those to what she wanted
no one knew she kept her happiness on a wall
a reminder of how to pretend
until the girl with the raven hair began to disintegrate
her mind began to go
and the first to disappear were her eyes
her guards failed her
her secrets exposed
her sadness on show for everyone to see
vulnerable and weak she began to sleep
and she slept and slept
and the girl with the raven hair began to disappear
and transform
and if you look outside you may see
a raven
her eyes finally bright again.



Liz Zarb is a full-time student living in New York. Planning on studying screenwriting at Emerson College, she spends most of her time writing poetry and short stories. When not writing, she spends her time reading, watching YouTube videos, and making horrendous jokes. If you’re interested in these jokes or in other sites she’s written for, follow her on Twitter at @liz_zarb.

Liz Zarb
… is a contributing guest author for Germ, which means the following criteria (and then some) have been met: possessor of a fresh, original voice; creator of fresh, original content; genius storyteller; superlative speller; fantastic dancer; expert joke teller; handy with a toolbox; brilliant at parties; loves us as much as we love them.


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