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J J Jan 15
a headboard crashing
echoing against the walls
like whips of lightn'in'.
Post credits scene
The bare pads
of her toes
thumped

across
the photo-faded
tiles

Fingertips
outstretched
at full attention

Precious enough
to catch
the kiss

only
mama's lips
could gift

She walked
away
slowly

taking
great
care

exhibiting
to all who
didn't know

the only thing
she knew to
treasure
Marisa Lu Makil Sep 2015
In 2 days
I will either
Lose you forever
Or see you
Every week.
Please
Please
Please
Another foster child I've grown attached to. His hearing is on Wednesday. We find out if his parents'rights are terminated. I feel so awful for hoping they are.

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