My hair got cut.
Not by a doll,
by a human.
Her doll was purple and nice,
she said that if she had a doll
it would be full of spices.
Does she not know she has one already?
My hair is now short
you can see my neck.
My father's doll thinks its neat
because
'it'd be easier to get the meat'.
YOU ARE READING
The Dolls
PoetryStacy Soltan is a 9-year-old girl who lives in a small town. Her family lives in a relevently small house- her being an only child- and has a mother and a father. Stacy doesn't know what to think of her parents, or people in general. Whenever she de...
