Catholic schoolgirl with no faith
A maroon skirt, rolled up at the waist,
Only to be hitched up higher
By the wind on the walk home.
Mumbling prayers to a god
She tried so hard to believe in.
A girl is taken out of class again
Told to buy a new school jumper
By a principle who has no worry for money.
Schoolgirls are taken out of class again
Told their weaves are ‘unnatural’
By a principle with a bleached blonde perm.
Catholic schoolgirls with different faiths
Sitting in a church- attendance is compulsory
Walking through old, dark corridors
Making up stories of sex, murder and suicide,
To explain the haunting-
That feeling of never feeling safe.
A girl wonders if more students
Cry in the corridors, than laugh.
Schoolgirls, hiding in the bathroom
To mitch, or purge, or cut, or smoke-
Individual forms of relief
In the place they couldn’t express themselves.
A Catholic school of high prestige
And troubled students.