THIS IS THE WORK OF A WITCH. SHE HAS THE JOY I WANT, SO I M TAKING IT FROM HER! Her double dealt with, Pieta has willed her way to a new tomorrow. With a bounce in her step, she splashes through sidewalk puddles, but mysteries still creep in damp alley ways Her flames reduce the world to ash. People, possessions, joy-all ash. Her envy, fuel. Her world, all ash.
