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dancing girl press, 2012
$7.00
The Stick Figure's Lullaby
Here, in the Thursday House
I know my worth:
A dime bag is fair trade for a little girl.
Broken smiles are a kind of pretty, Mister Curtis says.
I know my worth:
A daughter is her mother's best currency.
(Broken smiles are a kind of pretty) Mister Curtis says
Junkies will pick you clean - to bone.
A daughter is her mother's best currency.
See my dancing skeleton, scribbled in chalk?
Junkies will pick you clean. TO BONE!
I shimmy under the weight of this flesh.
My dancing skeleton, scribbled in chalk
Frames a hand-me-down map of the world.
I shimmy under its weight; this flesh
Sings a ramshackle serenade.
Four corners of a hand-me-down map of the world:
A dime bag is fair trade. A little girl
Sings a ramshackle serenade.
Here. In the Thursday House.
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