her hair smooth brown taffeta
sits in the corner
of the walk-in closet
where clothes of cotton, gingham, and denim
drip to the floor.
The dim bulb casts its sawdust light,
its cord dangling like a rosary,
darkness leaking under the door
where she gently attends to her doll.
The doll’s soft body with vinyl arms
covered by a pink-dotted Swiss
party dress trimmed in white lace,
her legs in stretchy white tights.
The girl removes the soft plastic shoes and light straw hat
lays her down
on the make-believe bed,
an upside-down shoebox,
smoothing the terrycloth towel quilt
letting it fall to the ground
as she begins a bedtime story
to the doll’s wide listening eyes.
GL, 2/15/2012. Prevail.