Vacant 2

A total rewrite of Vacant (though not finished yet) after some helpful reviews.

There's a picture of me and my sister

I'm not there

she's smiling, all braces and gangly

her acid washed denim wrapped around me

I'm not there

posing, a movie star in the making

 

on her barely pubescent hip, I sit
I'm not there

saucer eyes, all cobalt and glossy

all four years and experience of me

I'm not there

and defensively empty already

 

the truth in this picture is frightening

She's not there

to escape from her waking nightmare 

the child's gone vacant, into hiding

She's not there

without restoration for twenty years

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

It isn't finished yet, I'm going to add three more verses. One more "she's not" and two "is she" in reference to my neice. I just need to step away from it for the moment.