Finale

When a friend vacuums up the pills off the floor

From a death by suicide

While unceasing tears flow

From faces you barely remember

When a stranger who claims she’s your mom asks

If you’re okay

And you choke on vomit while you hold a dead man’s hand

Don’t come in here if you’re going to cry, the little boy says.

But there are no words loud enough

to drown out the voice of a 6 year old girl

asking why her dad is white

when he is supposed to be brown.

He’s white because he’s dead, honey.

My sadness is a lipstick stain –

use the right trick and it’ll come right out.

But you’ll always see the little mark it left

And maybe wonder how it got there.

BIO: JDG is a queer, fledgling poet from Canada. She owns and operates 3 Moon Independent Publishing. She has been writing poetry for many years and minored in English in university. You can follow her projects on twitter, insta or facebook by following 3 Moon Independent Publishing. (@3moonpublishing). JDG has work that has appeared in publications for Ayaskala and Burning House Press.