Iridescence
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Foolish Song
Mama,
I want to turn into silver.
Son,
you’d freeze.
Mama,
I want to turn into water.
Son,
you’d freeze.
Mama,
sew me into your pillow.
This time yes,
and straightaway!
LORCA
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