WINDOWS
As a child she
stayed in her room
and studied a box.
When the bell rang,
she invited her mirror
to lunch. An umbrella
blossomed above her
head in wet weather.
Rose petals pretended
to bleed beneath her feet.
A telescope let her
see into the future
when she needed
to know who loved her.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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