...this came from you...i echo the little girl, i got a little boy in me that stands on corners and yet, it's not that they don't care...it is that they don't know how to care[for us]...all the more to care for outselves...a deep and lovely write, a plea to Everyman, Everywoman. a tight tho hurtful write...good.
"little girl lost/no Amber alert.." that line got me hooked. The rest of the poem reminded me of my agoraphobic days as a lost little boy who was glued to his street corner and his shadowy darknesses for far too long..good journey to you Joan..self-revelation is the first step up and out of the darkness.