Tuesday, June 4, 2013

they called you a doll when you were young,
with those great big
eyes that eventually caught up and dotted cheek marks;
plastic
little
dresses.
you grew up in a doll house with tall dad and apron mom and your life was just an existence
(erase it like a statistic's equation: if i am 
100% somewhere else, how much can i spare?)


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