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Lolita

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A. R. Riley

@amyrebekahriley

[/vc_column_text][vc_single_image image=”3810″ img_size=”large” alignment=”center”][vc_separator color=”white”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row thb_divider_position=”bottom”][vc_column width=”1/4″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]Her name was Peach.
Dolly rose lips
tulip decorated ribs.

Her name echoed, reach—
for the candy in cotton panties.
Fingers sticky, ham handed fist swinging.

Apple cyanide pips
growing in the bellies of babes.
To sprout and one day shade—

the pool in which her dolly, dead body,
bathes.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/4″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row thb_divider_position=”bottom”][vc_column][vc_separator color=”white”][vc_separator color=”white”][vc_separator][vc_column_text]A. R. Riley is a QUT Creative Writing Graduate with a penchant for angsty poetry, fantasy novels and strong coffee. They are currently working on their fantasy trilogy, information for which can be found via their Instagram @amyrebekahriley. A. R. Riley dabbles in photography, modelling and will try any type of tea.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]