1/7/12
Sometimes everything is perfect. Sometimes a pie plate is Darth Vader's helmet, all you need is a pair of scissors and the string from a birthday hat.
Her eyes
deep chestnut
search for joy
in every face
every cold corner
of this house
a blanket campfire
a pie tin mask
these are her handmaidens
a line of figurines
keep whispered secrets
under hard plastic hats
some days the world
opens wide and brilliant
under this roof
some days her eyes
are endless
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