Written by Gail DeBole
Pink polka-dotted skin stretching body-wide.
Bulges interrupting other-wise peaceful areas.
Spots of lotion and cherry-flavored tongue
Across the room, stacked in safety;
Precious dollies that will be played with another day.
With forever smiles.
One last sniffle for the night.
A hankie is tossed into the glass that serves as a hoop.
Nostrils attempt to function, and a sudden cough
Shocks the precious dollies.
Their smiles remain.