hairs on my head

15 May 2009

I drove out on that long rode, the sky was that color between blue and grey
because it was to be dark soon. I smelled cow poop, and felt the night about to come,
I was fresh, I could taste the green of summer in my tastebuds.
rain storms turn everything into rust.

I cried.
my body got bigger but my heart got torn up.

I became a woman today.
but really, really I'll always be your child.

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