Doll

Doll

written by: Ximena Escobar

@laximenin

Doll
Never got to see
the tallest building,
highest wheel,
Queen waving the fortune
promised by a lucky hand.

Doll
Didn’t get to shake
the lucky hand of success,
City lights
she came from.

I’d wished for her pretty
(blue eyes like the sky
gold hair like the sun).
I’d wished for the Alice band,
the dress.

(Never occurred to me
deaf plastic
never hears explosions).
(Never occurred to me,
a sealed mouth never tastes steel).

It’s not our fault
we look to some
like undeserved happiness

Stolen happiness
(In a box
Wrapped in ribbons).

You still look pretty
in the debris.
In the cover of every newspaper,
it’s bearable to look at you.

Funny, (never ever)
I never wanted to grow up.
Never occurred to me,
someday
I’d give anything.
My lucky hand too.

(In a box, under a tree,
We listen to the eternal minute of silence).

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Ximena Escobar

Ximena writes poetry and short fiction. Her work has been published in various indie anthologies in print and online, on platforms such as Literally Stories & of course Spillwords. Her debut poetry collection is coming soon courtesy of Ravens Quoth Press. Originally from Chile, she calls 'home' 3 different countries. Right now home is in Sydney, where she lives happily with her husband, three children and Bobbi the dog.

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