The fragile crust of immature beauty

She sits with her parents

Delicate composure in a sea of confidence

Force spent concealing inner breakage

A lace cookie held with a soft pinch

Dark layers of obscene eye shadow

Hollowed sockets shielded from reprimand

Spider legs arriving as lashes

Haunting the baby-face

The young eyes hiding

Behind the painting of herself

With the aging sentiment

Of a whore ready to crumble