Bridgette Zepeda

Unaware of your pretenses.. utterly unaware, for you coquettish ways wooed me with conspicuous gestures of fidelity to only be left as a sullen widow full of remorse. Your transgressions will not be vindicated for your indictments on my behalf have shamed me for life. I've been marked with  an A and placed upon trial. For I have been burned for I have been hanged. Left to rot, left in flames. A forlorn cry in the middle of the night. Incredulous lies as the witch is trialed.