Princess
Your shadow is limp and scraggly.
When you try to stand from your bed-
You almost topple.
As if you’ve been uprooted.
Princess…
Let us bring you your food.
So you do not have to wander like an alley cat.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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