A conclusion
A creative solution...
There is no gold at the end of the rainbow. The...
I was all the desolations one could ever have,
all the distance of the loneliness...
Mirror mirror on the wall
You have forgotten my call...
you always said
I was most beautiful...
And then there is
to the clinches of your despair...
I am scared of being
diminished...
It’s late
In fact it’s the morning...
Slam the steel door and fasten it tight
Make sure it’s sealed to keep out the light...
Do you ever look at me,
See my smiles and wonder if they are real...
Our dinner table has deep dishes
brimmed with poison and words and...
seeing
a bird swoop...