In Her Perfect Story

There will always be
A child, rejected and despised,
Who sleeps in old ashes
Or sets out alone
With only her shadow
For company.

In her perfect story
There will always be
A magic mirror
Never telling the truth
And another
That always lies,
An ancient forest,
Impossible odds,
And a once loving heart
Now cold as ice.

In her perfect story
It is always night.





The Haunting:
Deleted Scenes
Poems i.m. Shirley Jackson
and Joan McCann (nee Salter)
By Kevin Patrick McCann
With an Introduction by Fran Lock
Picture Nick Victor


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