Saturday, July 11, 2009

buttered popcorn

Hart is caged behind a thick wall of bamboo sticks. Talk to me, please. Before I peel away the sides of my eyes and my lashes fall like autumn leaves to the ground.


She dreams she has become very little, and walks around wearing a white tent, housing people who don't have one.

3 comments:

mehreenkasana said...

sigh.

Opinionated Jaahil said...

What a hopelessly, helplessly pretty image.

Marina said...

oh zh.