May 16, 2007 08:43
sitting next to her at the reading
on the stairs
for the first time in america
i felt like a picture of a mushroom cloud.
the way she counterbalanced with her arms
my imbalance when i rose to the tips of my toes to greet her.
does she know how lovely she is to me
how seeing her was my other country
Leave a comment
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment