My brother gave me a black eye

Bluish green bruises

An ultimatum in white

To lay bare our home

Once painted in red, yellow and green.

Cruelly uprooted

The petunias in my garden. 

Scratched 

The paintings 

from the white- washed wall

Broke 

The brown casket

Scattering the pieces of 

Our sunny childhood.

Where do I go now?

As blood flowed

between my legs

I was supposed to colour 

the parting of my hair in orange. 

Why did the colours change meaning

As my bosom showed in pink?