June 8, 2010
she was carved from rotten staircases and
the gilded pictures frames that hung empty on her wall,
like they were waiting for
someone worthy enough to fill them.
and they said her skin was always bruised,
and her words weren't words at all,
and she dressed in restlessness.
she was mumbles of 'sticks and stones will never hurt me'
and the children played hopscotch over her grave.

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LovelyDuckling said...
Dec. 30, 2010 at 2:12 am
i realy enjoyed this! quite powerfull!
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