by Alison L. Peoples
Captured:
Lo be the child
Nursing his cup of tea;
Sugarless
As a mother can be
From her ceramic breast
Where little eyes gaze
For warmth
Beyond the kilned lip-edge:
Burning, cracking…
Empty.
May 3, 2010 -- JUne 28, 2015
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