Behind secreted, shadowed, sullen smiles
a heart-faced child cries freckled tears
and staining laughter, if it comes.
She dries her cheeks with dirty
hands that touch too much
and misty, green eyes
that hope just once
within her gaze
Drowning, draped in sumptuous dresses
her shoulders show her puerile pain.
Wearing smiles like jeweled lies
crafted in her crying place.
Somber, servile solitude
Silent songs are never
sung. Turns to face
another wall of