never will

Sat, 12/21/2013 - 19:47 -- Mary R.

She tried lipstick for the first time—

Mommy’s lipstick, red smeared from ear to ear.

Her grin—those six tiny freckles she inherited from you—

those teeth, with the gap, you keep saying should have braces

and now she never will.

The weight of the never wills hangs in the darkness


at dawn, already dusk?


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