Poetry: There Was A Doll

A slightly-weird poem of possibly-creepy porcelain

Cee Arr

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Graphic for the poem, with the text in front of a background of black-and-white-dolls sitting in suitcases. For the poetry, please see the main body of the post.
Graphic: author’s own, made with Canva

There was a doll

— (not creepy
though she was of
the creepy kind) —

They put her in a box
For safe-keeping
Afraid that
she
would break

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Cee Arr

Writer, reader, poet, (book) blogger @ dorareads.co.uk , Queer, weird, bookish rebel. Welsh as a tractor on the M4. She/Her. Buy me a coffee @ ko-fi.com/ceearr