Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Poem: 7 and 9

She came back to me

whom I played with

lovingly or meanly

came back

teasingly

killed on the brightrainroadway

freckled

at 7


in a sisterborn on the sameday

brighteyes

Iamstill9sittingonadullfloor

brokenbody

seriously
in Manhattan
cryingthe news


l ater

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