Sunday, September 7, 2008

Today I, by M

I feel like a wild green parrot that has grown fascinated by the sparkly lights on the back porch of a house down below. I stare at them and plot to remove them. They are like diamonds. They are like stars, these points of light against a midnight blue sky, and I am in the tree ruffled by the wind.

2 comments:

  1. But parrots wouldn't normally fly after dark...

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  2. ah, but she is not your "normal" parrot. .nor is she actually flying. .yet.

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