morning:

grandmother purses her lips and congratulates me with slippery thin arms around my middle. doorknobs for knuckles to open her hands that she waves about like birds. she says i wish i could have seen your exhibit at the university. it's such a pretty campus. sigh.

( i found her sitting in the dark at the kitchen table thinking of the nascar races; her giant hands moving and landscapes emerging. O GRANNY! )























































































lula































<
On Off
Set Alarm:
Select Alarm Sound:
Snooze For:

Free JavaScripts provided
by The JavaScript Source

the digestive system >

hosted by DiaryLand.com