Black-mirrored Hot
Pink Tears
Casey
Renee Kiser
We’re
all shedding
hot pink tears,
buckets of neon pain; black-
mirrored shook sky lies
so low
Devil shakes the snow globe
once
a day, twice to really play God
as we hold tight, our hot
pink
tears flow as we decorate
our sadness; fickle filters...
We hold tight yet we scatter
hot pink tears- cold in the know
New day; super glue the
black-
mirrored
cracks of our sick
smiles
