Sunday, February 27, 2011

don't believe in ghosts

my father's beard, blank pages
white out, the smell of

trouble at the dinner table,
correction doesn't come in a bottle

white sheets, no good
shoes will get dirty so easily

little girl, skinned my knee
my mother said to believe in ghosts

children should be seen, not heard
squeezed my knee to make it look worse.

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