When Bubby Draws

A poem I wrote in 1995.

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A poem I wrote in 1995.

when bubby draws

her mind is a coloring book
unbound by wax-caked memories,
pages drawn from the past
of families
guarded in camps;
silent crayons capture
forgotten faces
in a book
struggling
to remember.

its pages smell of glue and cigarettes;
reminders of barbed-wired playgrounds
where branded corpses,
whose sapless tears turn
brackish halos,
silhouette the earthen
paper caves.

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