Portrait

 A child draws the outline of a body.

She draws what she can, but it is white all through,
she cannot fill in what she knows is there.

Within the unsupported line, she knows
that life is missing; she has cut
one background from another.
 Like a child,
she turns to her mother.


And you draw the heart
against the emptiness she has created.

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