Poem 11

Winter 1891

One frostee day Emma got control the hous.

I was told to leeve. I learne reed and writ sum. But not enuf to teech skool.

Also, they dont take girls like me.

I got a room.
One windo. Sum lite. Dark nite.

The rent is hi. I see men by 30 or more everee day. Then I may pay.

Befor they bring gifts. Now they thro cash and use my stomac like a bed, down ther like a spring.

I am sor. They cum and cum and only in dark nite do I clos the door.

Sum beet me since they drink. Sum beet me since they pay.

A bottle cheep gin by the bed. A bottle on the table. I use it cleen the smell.

I use it dul my head.

I use it til I will bee dead.

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