Minerals and wrinkles under flesh
Grey eyes constantly hide
They all tell a story
Could it be a fairytale?
No
Happy endings have come and gone
Now it’s only memories
Turn the page
I remember this
Remember me
Evil witch was once this
Minerals and wrinkles under flesh
I am her, she is me
Do I become evil or do I remain good?
Only Snow will tell
By Heather Doherty
Heather Doherty is a recent graduate of Chester College of New England with a degree in Interdisciplinary Arts. Her writing has previously been published in Chester College’s literary journal So Good, University of New Hampshire Manchester’s literary journal The Inkblot and Cheshire, CT’s weekly newspaper The Cheshire Herald. Her photography has been published in The Inkblot and Chester College of New England’s literary journal Compass Rose. Her work has also been shown in the gallery at Concord, NH’s New to You and at Chester College’s Wadleigh Library Gallery.
