Wow, this is gorgeous. I love the strange images throughout, like the doorway mouth, "her voice is hanging with rope." Reading the other reviews, I can see points they both made - I was thinking a similar thing about the line lengths. Right now, there isn't a lot of variety or tension in the lines, and they could use some work. And as far as stanzas, if you go back into your poem and backspace the second line, then hold the shift button while pressing enter, you can single-space. (That was somewhat confusing; I do apologize.) Then you do the same thing for the rest of the poem, just leaving a space between the stanzas. I realize you haven't been on fp in a few months, so I don't know if you're even around here anymore, but I did really like this poem and hope you show up again and post more, because I'd love to see more. Keep writing! :)

This one had a lot of potential but it seemed somehow awkward. Maybe the lengths of the lines needed to be more consistant? I really liked the imagery.

Very self-reflective. I enjoyed this. Congrats on not ryhming. Not even once. Here's a couple of suggestions.

1. I can tell you cut-and-pasted. This may be a mute point; however, maybe you should add stanzas. You can help the reader transition from thought to thought.
2. "No maps have traced these stars and I learn them of you knee freckles," should this be from your knee freckles? I'm confused.
3. Awesome imagery. This isn't a suggestion but good job. I particularly enjoyed the cracks in grandmothers' faces compared to cracks in walls.

Write on!