“Daddy’s not coming home”
That is the last thing mommy said aloud...

Following the rainbow,
Around the whole world...

One slice because of him,
One slice because of her...

~i strongly suggest you read the other four parts...
Pimperella has lost her pimp...

Have you ever felt ignored?
bu your friends, by your teachers, by your peers...

The calls continued,
As the visits increased...

She lay on her side,
As she watched out her window...

Her daddy sat on the couch crying.
Ever since mommy disappeared...

If this poem was a cake,
It would be delicious...

The girl sat alone,
That first day of preschool...

That early September morning,
He boarded the plane with his brief case...

Look at my eyes,
perfectly fine...