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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Look past the faded little girl braids and bows in a polaroid picture buttery yellow skirt curtsying a smile frog prince imprisoned in her palm under a creamy pound cake sun (her grandmother’s recipe sugar and spice folded carefully with love and guilt into a thick summer sky) daisies like polka dots piecemeal on her bonnet seem to stare down her face with jaundice eyes slanted above ensnaring weeds swirls of sorrow linger in knee-high field where flowers grew wild like freedom once felt Look closer picture fading She is running legs bent shouting from the page stockings peeled off lanky legs running through her pain till her heart detaches from a barefoot soul She still feels spiky burs in her heels drops of blood zigzag numb beyond the treeline memories meld love and loss euphoric rush warm winds fuel an urgency her creation until lightning strikes her grief rushing to catch up through crushed wildflowers fragmented patterns under paths at her feet tears flooded her field overgrown She remembers to forget Her mother buried under a distant willow She was taught by her grandmother to be composed poised like other girls wad up unpleasant feelings slip them into a corner of the cedar chest under layers of afghans and quilts she laid them to rest long ago but never stopped her fidgety legs from weaving through floral tapestries of field and meadow wild brush turned emerald green in mourning Her daddy passed away ten years ago today He was buried with wildflowers tucked softly in his lapel and praying hands he always said windswept blooms reminded him of his girls If you look closely at the picture of that faded little girl you will see her running from the graves as the wildflowers crush beneath her feet
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