songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

DARKLING

DARKLING  DEAREST

black eyes  pig tails

if there was only

green left i’d miss pink

 

little darkling

the weight

of your fate

hangs  heavy

 

the loudest slap

you’ve ever heard

rings out

 

nonno’s handprint on your cheek

 

much louder than

mommy’s slaps

and much harder

 

the snowflakes are

raging against

your captivity              little darkling

 

i get it !  nonno

taught mommy

to hit   and now

they’re teaching   me

__

 

Winter   2010

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