Velvet Dress


The velvet dress
That was worn
By her Mother
Smells of mold
As it rots
Near the bloody
Bathtub where
Her Mother’s body lies
Unable to speak
She crawls
To her bed
Shivering alone
And scared
Wondering why
Her mother would
Take her own life
Feeling empty
And dark
She closes her eyes
Hoping it was all
Just a dream
Wishing that when
She wakes up
Her Mother will be
Making coffee
And brushing her hair
But as she awakens
She realizes
That she repeats
The same nightmare.


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