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 from 2019 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.