Daisies: You Ain’t Pushin ‘Em

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You’ve been condensed; 58

years reduced to granules and packed in plastic.

How badly I want to pick through the pieces and

find your teeth;

I wish to see your smile—not in a fucking

photograph, or mixed within

images

projected in my dreams.

 

© Kindra M. Austin

(image: Pinterest)

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