disgraced at the dump
She held me up a mirror with a fierce juttin’ hand
"Lookie see?" grime beneath her nails and grinnin’, "see?"
pink plastic frame, cracked glass, smeared gloom
we stood atop a pile of discarded life
"you ain't nothing but a toothless goose," she cackled
"just like me you is!"
nappy headed and stinkin I seen she was right
Feb 2011
nsj
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