N.J. Gardiner

(Los Angeles, California)

A City's Daughter

Poem by N.J. Gardiner

Inside charging by the hour
her face is on
with makeup stolen from the store
some steamed from color magazines
she prays to Him again
in a motel's mirror
her blank eyes
shutters from the pain.
She feels the money
dry and real in so much rain
God take her from this
taxi cars and tiny rooms
moments bought in hell
it was today that she was twelve.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003