For My Little Sister - Poem by Donna Ialongo
deep dimpled knees blush
singing 'hail mar' full 'a -
jesus, bless da good people.'
play house. you're-the-dog.
dogs eat love with
ketchup on it. please
step aside, deeper one.
eyes sunk in brown living more than most.
legs thick with needle jabs.
in your loving. try. remember the pain
done in morning. you forget like a
but you cuddle life, grinning
sophistly. make me understand how it means to be
a person starving in China.
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