Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Year of writing 16

1/16/12

I missed a day because of my liquified insides - so here's a makeup.

At three, she's a maelstrom
hair defying logic
dance moves that dare you to keep a straight face
her questions are burningly relevant
"Daddy, if my leg ran out of blood and turned into a zombie, would the rest of me turn into a zombie too?"
"Daddy, why is it called a kleenex and not a tissue?"
"Daddy, is Michael Jackson real?"

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