A Mirror of a Mirror

i.
The legacy:
was advice
to have two children
to keep around the house
like two Bibles
in case one goes missing.


ii.
I used to take red crayon
and scribble on homemade nail polish
and my          would find out
and take that raw-sienna belt
that whip, whip, whip
spoke with a witty rip
and by nightfall my hands
blossomed into numb and dumb.


iii.
Actually, on staring at my fingers for a good five minutes,
they look like the legs of a muddy elephant.


iv.
It was such a shock
to be told I am a kinda coffee mark
that accidently sat her fat self
on perfect cleanliness.
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