Honorable Mention for College Poetry--2016 Met Awards
Click Clack
Pieces Pieces
They break
Crash. Smack
Are they toys?
Red Red
As sweet as strawberries
Fills them, eyes and hair.
I don’t understand
Nor do they,
This is what mother wanted
And I won’t have it any other way.
Are they dead?
Toys they are
No matter how much they scream, no matter how much they break
This is what mother wanted
And I won’t have it any other way.
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