Poem of the Week-Death of Dorothy

She lived to be an old woman

Remembering her oz travels but

Not what she ate for breakfast

Her friends followed her to stonewall

AIDS and marriage equality

Toto her service dog stood by

Dropping her guard

Forgetting her pills

Voice gone from the rainbow

Needing a new brain

Lost the courage to fight dementia

Heart bursting from suicide attempts

Collapsing under the weight of audience expectations

Alive on stage

Millennials don’t know this woman

Her legion of fans by-passed

Reputation killed

Daughters unable to recreate the hysteria

The tomb images left behind

The gingham dress flapping through the wind

Yellowing the road

The munchkins waving her goodbye

Returning home

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