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Inching close to him –
her ring fades in the twilight.
Shadows hide her sin.

Scarlet-lettered girl.
Tongues wagging, fingers pointing –
I’m glad I’m not her.

His ring gleams bright gold.
Power gives him what he wants.
Women sell their souls.

Toxic talk at whim –
entering and breaking hearts.
I wish I were him.

Identical sins.
Men being men; it’s all right.
Cast stones at women.

Haiku poems by Karina Pinella and Poet Rummager

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