Porcelain doll…lifeless…statuesque.
Primp and proper, not a tear on her dress.
Upright, stoic…strike a pose.
Flawless skin, not a hair out of place.
Shoulders back, neck so stiff…smile…painted on face.
…admired…coveted…
Oh, the illusion of the porcelain doll.
I like your writing! I like that you write everyday!
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Thank you, Mike! I write everyday on paper. My brain is always going, so I kinda dump some of the thoughts on paper to unclutter and make room for more…haha! Starting this blog was part of “my process” of trusting my voice to the “outside”. I appreciate your likes, comments and the follow.
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