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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