Raising A Stillborn Child

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Liar
Liar
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She set ink to paper,
another blue dot
embedding the same old digits
on the wall calendar.

They grow up so fast,
don't they? Don't they?
Yes, they do.

Traces yet a
chalk outline
of possibilities,
erosion blurred
at the edges.

Then smudges the white
with salt and semantics.

Only blue dots remain.
 

Liar
Liar
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TrollyTrollyover 18 years ago
From Under the Bridge

Bordering on Crapola.

impressiveimpressiveover 19 years ago
So much emotion ...

... in so few words. Extraordinary! ~Imp

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
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Solid writing; very expressive of deep feeling.

Maria2394Maria2394over 19 years ago
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this feels so personal, so heavy an d knowing, very solid, emotional thought-provoking work, made me think, hard

Christina O. LeighChristina O. Leighover 19 years ago
Wonderfully written

definitely hit home.

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