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Playing Dress Up
The little piano plays
The jewelry box is open
The ballerina spins on delicate springs;
The jewelry is out
She wraps it over her small little body
mommy is not looking
the toddler becomes a queen
the stuffed animals are awake and clapping
glitter spills out of her smile
giggles paint the room
“Look mommy aren’t I pretty?”
The mirror in the sparkly box
reflects mommy tangled in white bed sheets
back bent on a twin size bed
limp arm staring at
an empty bottle on the floor