and choose the red lipstick
that makes my teeth shine like white stones
as if they were solid marble
to give under
This poem and others like it, along with matching photographic illustration can be found in my first poetry anthology, available on smashwords, entitled What Makes a Mean Girl.
at my painted face.
For years I have been
a mirror of others’ passions.
in a core of glass fragments in a pit
There are names
where they’ve last touched
marks clinging like flags of ego
where my skin still burns
to scrub itself off
or redefine itself under the transformation
would ever want
a broken doll.
This poem and others like it can be found in my first self-published poetry anthology, available on smashwords, entitled What Makes a Mean Girl.