That rose, so pendulant and yellow, she glimpsed outside the kitchen window wasn’t from the slip her mother sent her with across the ocean,
That rose, so pendulant and yellow, she glimpsed outside the kitchen window wasn’t from the slip her mother sent her with across the ocean,
trapped on an airplane caroms skull to hat, tail wing to cockpit during its short three hundred mile flight and just this once people
Although the infants were distressed by these pointed rebuffs, they simply waited until the spikes receded and then returned and clung to the mother.