For Little One
June, 2012
I want to be a giant girl
with my hair caught in the clouds
and a bird resting on my nose
I want to be twice as small
as the fly resting on the wall
I
I want to watch small men
smoke pipes and sing to themselves
I want to grow too magnificent for the room
and push down the walls with my elbows
and use the chimney as a periscope
the sheer enormity
and when I dance
I want to fell the planetary divide
and taste the milky way
and wear saturn’s rings as jewelry
stars tangled in my braids
and i’d let humans walk across my shoulders
so that they could see the moon
and remember how it feels to be
small, childlike, wondering
and then things might be alright.
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
For Little One
June, 2012
I want to be a giant girl
with my hair caught in the clouds
and a bird resting on my nose
I want to be twice as small
as the fly resting on the wall
I
I want to watch small men
smoke pipes and sing to themselves
I want to grow too magnificent for the room
and push down the walls with my elbows
and use the chimney as a periscope
the sheer enormity
and when I dance
I want to fell the planetary divide
and taste the milky way
and wear saturn’s rings as jewelry
stars tangled in my braids
and i’d let humans walk across my shoulders
so that they could see the moon
and remember how it feels to be
small, childlike, wondering
and then things might be alright.
