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Mar 2014
Delicate cracks split like vines
across porcelain limbs and joints
Little fingers balled into cemented fists
in a quiet wallpapered room
Faded robin's egg blue and faint carousel melodies
Ghosts of childish laughter wisp through the keyhole of a locked door
Creamy sunshine melts through the window where she lies,
stiff and unblinking in the tatters
of a pale yellow dress browned with age
Chestnut hair hacked away here and there
One surviving lock softly curled over slashed stony cheeks
eroded from salty tears and a chill that seems to come
From absolutely nowhere
Encased in frozen horror, paralyzed
while sparrows peck at the glass of no one's home
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