In the murky grey-brown water she floats,
contained in a porcelain pool.
Plush and soft
Decorated in a riot of colors,
Splotches of red, green, brown, blue
Spattered along her graceful body.
Bits of her are missing,
Lost in the depths of the smoky water or floating alongside her.
Her long pale blonde hair streaked with fading red drifts by her pale fattened cheeks
And a wiggly white maggot tumbles from her empty eye
Making ripples in the water.
The front door slams.
Family’s home.
More ripples.