A Doll
A porcelain shell, soft quilted limbs, cheeks blushed with acrylic paint. Synthetic hairs for lashes. Black suede dress with white lace trim & gold buttons going down her back; funeral attire. Hair curly, hair coarse, soft black, and level-headed like Smoke without Stack. White socks with a lace trim to match the adolescent dress. Patent leather Mary Janes with a velcro latch. Crafted with intention, empty by existence. No thoughts in her head, a deep vastness behind her marble eyes. This doll is vacant. It speaks when it can. I know you wonder What sound a doll could make without thoughts in her head. *She screams.



Sharing this with my partner.. the doll collector haha. Great work!
damn! the end. It was all so lyrical and soft and then BOOM the last line slapped me in face.