Thursday, July 30, 2009

Cotton

She feels for cotton.
She says, "I fell on my neck."
She can relate to silence.
She says, "It's not so bad," when it is so bad.
She says she loves her friends.
She says, "saying can wait."
She says she cries.
She says, "either way pain comes."
She says, "honor yourself."
She says, "harvest the cotton."

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