Mortician

Jennifer Morris
Let's play funeral home
she said, seated before her vanity mirror

I watched her powder her face
fragile skin like tulip leaves

cherry rouge seeped into the crevices
around her eyes and near her mouth

embalmed with her lilac talcum powder
death hovered around the periphery

Published by Jennifer Morris

Here's me: mother to two sons, married to my soul mate, English teacher, crafter, writer, human being.  View profile

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