Posted by: annpeace | April 27, 2015

The Beginnings of the Painter

I look at this formerly white wall, now adorned

with settled dust and orange lines
used to be neon now a bit darker
When Mama screamed
Her face a frustration
An (un)expected response
I was five
And twenty-two years later
She looks at the wall
Then her face the canvas of a smile


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