Before Kindergarten
December
late 2000
my sister is six
I would hate that school
just like my dad
my chubby cheeks weigh on my face
brown, stumpy, velcro shoes disturb the white of my tights.
a book cast to the side
a wall marred by green crayon
the curly ends of my hair hit my chin.
my mother pregnant with my younger brother
I am 3
winter
Before Kindergarten
I am 3
late 2000
my sister is six
my mother pregnant with my younger brother
just like my dad
my chubby cheeks weigh on my face
a book cast to the side
a wall marred by green crayon
the curly ends of my hair hit my chin.
brown, stumpy, velcro shoes disturb the white of my tights.
I would hate that school
winter
December
Before
after November
late 2000
sister six
hate that school
my father
my chubby cheeks weigh on my face
brown shoes disrupt the white of tights.
cast to the side
blemished by crayon
the curly ends of my hair caress my chin.
my mother pregnant
I am 3
winter (bitter, bleak, raw, severe)
"Young"
In the bleakness of December,
A beginning has begun, only dearer.
The mask I do not remember,
A mask of glass is only a mirror.
You were yet a glowing ember,
Every moment drawing you still nearer.
Sweeter dreams have never been known,
Light skin smooth as satin, white as snow.
To imagine affection has grown,
A cheerubs beam, eyes of a gentle doe.
Never shall you be deserted alone,
The blood in battle, I will only allow to be a foes.
December
late 2000
my sister is six
I would hate that school
just like my dad
my chubby cheeks weigh on my face
brown, stumpy, velcro shoes disturb the white of my tights.
a book cast to the side
a wall marred by green crayon
the curly ends of my hair hit my chin.
my mother pregnant with my younger brother
I am 3
winter
Before Kindergarten
I am 3
late 2000
my sister is six
my mother pregnant with my younger brother
just like my dad
my chubby cheeks weigh on my face
a book cast to the side
a wall marred by green crayon
the curly ends of my hair hit my chin.
brown, stumpy, velcro shoes disturb the white of my tights.
I would hate that school
winter
December
Before
after November
late 2000
sister six
hate that school
my father
my chubby cheeks weigh on my face
brown shoes disrupt the white of tights.
cast to the side
blemished by crayon
the curly ends of my hair caress my chin.
my mother pregnant
I am 3
winter (bitter, bleak, raw, severe)
"Young"
In the bleakness of December,
A beginning has begun, only dearer.
The mask I do not remember,
A mask of glass is only a mirror.
You were yet a glowing ember,
Every moment drawing you still nearer.
Sweeter dreams have never been known,
Light skin smooth as satin, white as snow.
To imagine affection has grown,
A cheerubs beam, eyes of a gentle doe.
Never shall you be deserted alone,
The blood in battle, I will only allow to be a foes.