The Write Way to Die

Mimi is 5’1 
And less than 100 lbs
A solitary slash of hair
Dangles from her drying scalp 
Hiding her nose
A trench coat flops over her tiny frame 
And a tanktop
Stained with days of dirt and sweat
Hangs loosely over her chest 
No cleavage there 
Just skin straining against bones 
And sinking, squinting eyes that have lost 
Nearly all of their sparkle 
But not yet 
A tentative, gummy, grin is pulled across her face 
Warm 
Wide 
And Weary 
Those grins are always the most expensive 
That’s why it was posted in color 
High on the corner of Turk and Leavenworth 
Above the shit
And the piss 
And me 
Mimi is 5’1 
And less than 100 lbs 
Still looking for our daughter Mimi 
If you see her, please call