daddy come quick. the dreaming tree has died.

Jan 24, 2004 19:18

Darling Dress

Little Girl ran into the house.
Daddy sitting at his Chair.
(reading his newspaper)
Daddy, Daddy, I lost my Doll today.
(doll now resides in the mud)
Daddy ruffled his Newspaper.
Boys stole my Doll from me, Daddy.
Boys tore it right from my Hands.
(her hands are dirty now)
Daddy, Boys threw my Doll in the mud.
Daddy coughed and ruffled his Newspaper.
Little Girl started to cry.
Daddy, Boys hit me.
Boys pushed me next to my Doll.
(in the mud)
And Daddy, Boys poked at me.
Boys laughed at my Darling Dress, Daddy.
Daddy shifted in his Chair and ruffled his Newspaper.
Little Girl held Daddy's leg tight.
Boys took my Darling Dress off, Daddy.
(darling dress is dirty now)
Boys tossed my Darling Dress in the mud.
Daddy, Boys did what Teacher said they should not do.
(teacher called this rape but little girl could not recall the word)
Daddy put his Ruffled Newspaper down.
Daddy's face was full of bewilderment.
Little Girl gazed up at Daddy from her place on the floor.
Daddy spoke.
Little Girl listened.
Daddy said to Little Girl...
"Lost Doll? Dirty Dress? Dirty Hands? Dirty Face? Upstairs. No Dinner. You Dirty Little Girl."
Little Girl hobbled upstairs.
Sat on the Clean Bed.
Began to feel cold and went to the Opened Window.
"Oh Doll. Oh Darling Dress. Oh Beautiful Face. Oh Once Clean Hands."
Little Girl said this as she pushed herself out the Window.
With Once Clean but now Dirty Hands. With Beautiful but Dirty Face.
Little Girl wore her Darling Dress.
Little Girl fell right next to her Doll.
Daddy ruffled his Newspaper.
Boys played ball.
Who Was There To See Her Fall?
(little girl now resides in the mud)
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