elizabeth fevyer
Penelope Pitstop Sees Pink
Cherry, with a dash of bubblegum
because, as all young ladies know,
a pop of colour late at night
will keep you safe
from strangers.
Except it’s daylight and the man
is not a stranger.
Who would have guessed,
your guardian could be
your worst archenemy?
Who would have thought
your virgin-white come-fuck-me boots
were not designed
for running, or for climbing rocks
or pedaling your getaway?
Who ever knew a car designed to hold
your lipstick wouldn’t get you very far,
and me, oh my,
the men who want you,
want you,
want you,
dead or alive.
Elizabeth Fevyer is a poet based in Wales, UK. Her poetry can be found, or is upcoming, in publications including The Alchemy Spoon, The Broken Spine, The Storms Journal, Madrid Review, After..., and Black Bough. In 2025 she won the poetry prize for the Walk Listen Create Write About Walking competition, on the theme of 'Walking in the Dark,' and she is a writer-in-residence at Walk Listen Create for 2025/26. She is currently studying for the Diploma in Creative Writing at the University of Oxford and is working on the manuscript of her first Pamphlet.