The Gift
By Erin L George
Somewhere
between the sparkle in his eyes
others don't see
and the crevice of his brow
lies an innocence
born guilty
pleasures he chose ignore
others don't see
but should
had they not worn blindfolds
had he never clothed
babies are born naked
spanked by a doctor's hand
others don't see
the smile in the eyes
of the baby boy
who squirms
then pisses
but should
had they not been cuffed
by views inflicted
somewhere
in his surrender
others won't see
the fireworks spun on flight
where wings are spread
to kiss the face
of the man on the moon
others won't see
but should
had they taken the time
as will I.
About Me
- Yellow Dollhouse Girl
- I'm a journalist and freelance writer from Southern New Hampshire, whose had several poems and articles published in journals and magazines since 1995. I've received numerous awards from the New England Press Association for my work as a journalist. The mother of two sons, I stay busy coaching soccer and working full time as a writer/marketer. I am the sole producer and editor of H.O.P.E. – a new and zany zine about people whose lives have been touched by mental illness. I am currently writing my first novel, The Good Wife’s Reading Basket, and am working religiously on my Yellow Dollhouse memoirs. When the kids are in bed, I can be found glued to my computer, writing poetry and non fiction into the early morning hours or submerged in a Sylvia Plath biography. Most recently, I burn the midnight candle writing blogs: Yellow Dollhouses, Fat Bottomed Girl, and My Online (Oh so original blog title there) Journal.
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