a schoolgirl found me in
High Park with my hands
clutched to my chest
on a red
sheet, under a dead cherry blossom
the dress I was wearing was
the one you gave me to celebrate
our underwhelming tax rebate
and the fact that I was eating again
the examiner said I looked
apathetic,
like dying was the next item on my to-do list
I could have sworn I had only taken
2
(22)
pink
ones to match the blossoms
the *** sleeping on the bench was my new best friend
and the barista at Starbucks asked for my name
and I realized
I hadn’t been asked that in months;
my name
my blood type
my ETA
what colour was the mole on my stomach?
and when did I first learn to
ride a bike?
the last time I smiled was
June 17, 2013.
In the paper they put a picture of it
and wrote “Woman Found”
they should’ve put a close-up
of my hollow eyes.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
a schoolgirl found me in
High Park with my hands
clutched to my chest
on a red
sheet, under a dead cherry blossom
the dress I was wearing was
the one you gave me to celebrate
our underwhelming tax rebate
and the fact that I was eating again
the examiner said I looked
apathetic,
like dying was the next item on my to-do list
I could have sworn I had only taken
2
(22)
pink
ones to match the blossoms
the *** sleeping on the bench was my new best friend
and the barista at Starbucks asked for my name
and I realized
I hadn’t been asked that in months;
my name
my blood type
my ETA
what colour was the mole on my stomach?
and when did I first learn to
ride a bike?
the last time I smiled was
June 17, 2013.
In the paper they put a picture of it
and wrote “Woman Found”
they should’ve put a close-up
of my hollow eyes.
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