Closet Sickness
Clothes hang prickly and wild—
The kind diamond smell of her
Spreads in a blocked out sky's room,
Faint earth in bursting skeleton bones.
The kind diamond smell of her,
A true prism on the walls,
Faint earth in bursting skeleton bones—
Little girl with safety pins in her glass.
A true prism on the walls
Spreads in a blocked out sky's room,
Little girl with safety pins in her glass—
Clothes hang prickly and wild.
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2024
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