August 5, 2011
Woven within
The white shell
Of your bones
Is a chain of daisies and bright lollipops
And musical lava lamps in full color
Stitched with a tie-dyed
Scented shoelace parade,
So your temperature stays
Halfway between
Birthday cake icing and
Fluffy polka-dot lampshades,
Your smile is chocolate brown suede
And a pocket full of money,
Your laugh,
Full of ocean waves and shade
And sweet honeysuckle vines
With little white flowers.
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March 16, 2011
Sticks of candy
And smiley faced stickers,
Stones as pets, our imaginary friends.
Will we ever
Break from our childhood?
My very
Bones remember the playground,
But you have had a marrow transplant, your
Words don’t loop back,
Will you
Never return to your bug collection- what
Hurt stops you from remembering with
Me?
