Thursday, August 6, 2009

funerals and frantic wind

This morning smells of pollen; thick and staggering. My room looks beautiful. The walls are catching light from the wind.
I wonder if my mind is more like a man's.
I wonder if I have any Greek in me.
I wonder if the Alvidrez family in Spain were ever diplomats.
The Hapsburgs should have never changed their name to Windsor.

































terra.

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