Sunday, December 29, 2013

Tears

Why on earth I cried all the time as a kid, I have no clue.

Those big brown eyes gushing tears over their rims
seeping though pores of a scowling face
framed by two pigtails twirling on a fingertip.
Trickling downward bleeding into the plaidness of the 
jumper leaving nary a trace of liquid on
my scuffed brown oxfords.