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"Ghost Kept"
Mother, you left the cabinets empty.
In the kitchen of my childhood I stand
forever in my dreams
the walls are dirty, the linoleum floor
a most terrible orange.
Mother left and the cabinets were empty,
Father stayed and kept them that way.
I searched I don't know how mny times,
opening and closing the doors, searching
for some sign of you, I cherished
little reminants of you in that ugly house,
lace on licotine white,
you tried so hard to make things right.
Father threw away all cherished things, and
left the dishes dirty in the sink, the handles
to everything greasy,
and rented out my bedroom to
an old man in a baby-pink room,
Where did all my possessions go?
I was so hungry and the kitchen was empty.
