It's Still Life

Found Poetry from source: “Flowers In The Attic”
by VC Andrews (pg 12-13 iBook version).
 

The Facts Behind Icicles

Momma was
cut-velvet breathless,
all diamond icicles —
wouldn’t live two years.

I know that now.

It was early May,
and she didn’t want
whining, or crying.

It would displace me.

for PA’s Writers’ Digest PAD, Day 3 “An Animal”

Once Upon a Rabbit

When I dream
I pretend
I am a rabbit.
I want carrot ice cream
inside
my skin and bones.
I am a dreamy
nap.
Or rich root soup.
And there ends the dream.
And my freedom.

©️ Misky 2019