green glasses on a tuesday

your vinyl skin
your plastic eyes
you doll you
the pads of my fingers
fold softly
beneath the puff
of your high quality
vinyl cheek
my beer soaked
rough lined
lips fold around
the curve of your
bow mouth
and your forgiveness
keeps me while
your Barbie love
surrounds me and
i
am
yours

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W. A. Schwartz

I the mother of two complex young women and a beautiful teenage boy, I'm a doctor, a wife, a writer, a good gardener, a terrible cook, a hopeless romantic, a lazy voter, an impatient driver, a conscientious objector, a good daughter, a reasonable sister, a really bad patient, the worst kind of singer, an excellent sewer and the best damn dreamer you ever met.

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