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Pipe Dream
This was part of a lengthy assignment for an essay writing class I took last semester.
Pipe Dream The woman is smiling Into the baby's face as one pudgy, frosting-smeared hand Twines itself into her bottle-blonde hair. This is before her neck will swell with cheap drugstore cabernet and Smirnoff, before her chin will droop, Before the baby's eight-year-old eyes well up to the crash of a Tiffany lamp, the stink of booze, the nightmare of police sirens and lights in primary colors, exploding into the night like bottle rockets. "My childhood Was drowned in a snuff film of vodka and cigarettes." Before the baby, two decades old, Sits scribbling on a legal pad, hunched over the cold Formica At one in the afternoon. "She did this to herself." But unlike her mother, Her makeup will not run. |
Nothing bad to say about this one at all! Very powerful, and it flows great!
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