Jessica Furtado (poetry)

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Cassie

the night dress hangs –
pale taupe silk
slinking off shoulders –
skeletal and white.
her ribs cry out to be
free from meat and material –
to be clean and bare
as her tousled, white hair.
glitter rests on heavy lids –
no sparkle in the eyes beneath.
she blinks in drowsy disillusion –
crawling beneath fresh sheets,
using them as rags
to wipe herself away.

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by Jessica Furtado

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