makeup memories

she dips her makeup brush in gunpowder instead of eyeshadow


because her mother was a soldier and her father was a poet,


and nobody ever told her that always bleeding symbolism isn’t healthy,


especially when the only battles she fought


weren’t the ones her father left the family for, but


ones in her own mind that


took every thought of hers and replaced them with


ashes and burning flesh and


gunpowder instead of eyeshadow.


This poem is about: 
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