gold-limned branches
the girl in the house opposite
naked in the window
© Rachel Green 2018
a rucksack
full of lego pieces
borrowed from a friend
I haven't seen in forty years
is stolen off my back
by a very clever thief.
What the hell do I do?
I didn't even notice it go
so there's no chance of recovery.
What does Lego mean
when it's a dream I'm having?
Am I mourning my lost youth?
I should have been more forthright.
I was a woman long before
I'd even heard of surgery.
© Rachel Green 2018
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