The Critic
I unscrewed the lip from the mouth, the mouth I discarded.
I unscrewed the lid from the eye, the eye I discarded.
Here is a doll made from pieces. The pieces hate one another.
Here are the doll and I in a posed photograph.
After the photograph was taken, I unscrewed the camera.
-William Dickey
I unscrewed the lid from the eye, the eye I discarded.
Here is a doll made from pieces. The pieces hate one another.
Here are the doll and I in a posed photograph.
After the photograph was taken, I unscrewed the camera.
-William Dickey