she wore a veil over her face everyday like an angel or a queen. she didn't talk much but when she did everyone stopped to listen. one day her wrists were shocking red but no one said a word to her. she glided through the day, her arms still gushing. later she stood on the table, a murdered dove, and tore off her veil. underneath was a savage face with blue crystal eyes leaking the ocean. she sang her last song right there then floated away. no one ever saw her again. i wondered if she were real