She threw anger
against 
her misery
and vowed, "I shall not marry! "
single
she walks.
single
she lives.
her purse of lone
slung over her shoulder, 
she says it louder
"I am no longer she, I used to be! " - 
a virgin.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    