Crumbs Enough (poem)

Pastel and ink drawing of angry face and rabbit

 

 

Crumbs Enough

 

Do the things we did become forensic

Difficult to reminisce on

Small attentions

No one else recalls our birthplace

Growing up for us dispersal

Early burial

 

Make me a paper doll

Make me sorry to have been naïve

Make me want to see again

Make me sketch her clothes alone

 

Do the things we did become abashment

Difficult to see the last of

Grubbed from trash of

 

Make your testament and dispositions

Make your final lengthy plea

Make your silence count for answer

Make who’d valued you receive

 

 


Crumbs Enough

Painting of small car and buildings man with top of head missingAll Things Connected Loosely By a Letter

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(2020, Stephanie Foster)

 

 

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