Hey it's your sis here to bother you!! Actually, I'm going to give a singularly awesome review and you're going to love it.
Anyways, this was a very beautiful poem and you did an amazing job showing the contrast between the "adult" world and the "child's" world. There are a few things that I would fix, though.
Watching the letters etch my child years in scratchy movements of colored swirls
Here I think that it would help the piece flow more if you changed 'child' to 'childhood'.
Purple streaks find the orange lines that merge together in perfect harmony
I think that here it would be more like proper grammar if you changed 'in' to 'into'. The colors were chaotic before and they changed *into* something else, something with harmony and focus. Okay, that sounded a bit Kung-Fuey, even to me. But seriously, do you get what I'm trying to say here?
These things are as unforeign to me as the face my father wears every day.
For some reason, I felt like this sentence took me out of the story you were telling. And I didn't understand the word 'unforeign'. For one, I don't even think that's a word. Secondly, what's unforeign to him? Is it identity thieves or the fact that he (the child) is smearing the picture? I was a little confused at this point.
The memories becoming nothing more than dusty photos, forgotten behind a wall of spider-webs in the back room.
This is a beautiful sentence. I especially love the phrase, 'forgotten behind a wall of spider-webs'.
All in all, this was a fantastic piece. I actually might like this one the best out of all that you've written. It's very whimsical, while still managing to remain serious. Looking forward to the next one!
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