icebox doll
Photo by Kathryn Dunn

She would have hated

if I said it was an easy death
she'd growl me to the corner
wrong and sorry for it

but her face
I couldn't recognize
nude layers of foundation
smoothed like clay on her skin
to the blue
of crack house beatings on her cheekbones

it wasn't easy

to be Jane Doe in the cold morgue

days later
her Christian name given back to her
on paper
her body
transported and again transported

where they had only her nose
to work with
the rest of her face broken
and skinny in the pink funeral home light
I hated

to see her hands
nails newly painted
fingers wrapped
in her mother's favorite rosary

B.E. Anstandig
for JRC 1973-1999

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