Juliet

Front door snap. Head phones in
To block out her mother
Howling her threats of banishment.
But it didn’t matter.
This wasn’t her home anymore.
Her father came after her
And she hid amongst the nettles.
They knew not to sting her
For her venom was far worse
And they were afraid.
She trekked the uncertain road
To the council estate,
Wandering amongst the lifeless boxes.
Then she saw her Romeo
Running towards her, arms waving.
She heard a rustle by the bins.
One shot and it was all over.
She fell into the white stencil
Readily drawn out on the yard.