​In a little house within a little town,
born was a girl with porcelain skin and eyes that were brown.

She was named Autumn for it was when she was born,
the time when trees lost their souls and leaves would fall.

An ordinary family where the father ploughed fields,
mother prayed in church to be forgiven for their deeds.

One ordinary morning when Autumn was sixteen,
her parents married her off to a butcher who was much older and mean.

She got married in the church where her mother used to pray,
porcelain was her dress and brown was the day.

Her husband would beat her up in their house away from all towns,
where no bird would fly and no one could hear her sound.

She gave...