Rage
“I wish you were dead.”
crushed between a
bedroom door and a
closet –
rage grabs you, spins
you in a circle – now
you are a doll with large
eyes plaster of pares
hear nothing
see nothing
say nothing
as night draws near
a radiator hisses below
a window –
inside a cage -
asleep
a parakeet
rocks on a swing –
caged
without plaster
don’t break the
plaster of pares
don’t shatter the
doll
Nancy Duci Denofio
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PORTRY IS LIFE
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