Writing by Bebe Dragovitch // Photograph by Leanne Surfleet
Writing by Bebe Dragovitch // Photograph by Leanne Surfleet
What’s a girl to do?
The basement is burning.
The trees are on fire.
An invader is returning.
As though she is for hire.
What’s a girl to do?
Pomegranates are bleeding.
Televisions can sympathise.
The roads keep impeding.
Her mind stays disorganised.
What’s a girl to do?
Sounds become stronger.
And chocolate more bitter.
She daydreams no longer.
But isn’t a quitter.
Oh!
What’s a girl to do?
With a deadly valentine like you.
