I spent days deleting pictures of them off my phone. Click update profile picture, and suddenly, There's a beautiful girl standing at an ATM through a window covered in raindrops. a little girl with smile wider han galaxies pulls the last jenga peice Maybe I don't want to look at the three of us snuggled cozy smiling. Maybe i don't want to see my old phones wallpaper. That i changed to forget this happiness. Maybe the hearth of that home burned ob these photographs. On barbie doll soap opera ****** On match box car roller derbie. On film strands ripped from the winding projectors of playground games and princess dresses and faces covered in cake.
******* google plus. you didn't even ask if I wanted to save those memories. or at least when you did, I had a different answer.
في الصباح فلافل و فول حسب الاصول ... و عند الغذاء فلافل و فول ايضا ... و وقت العشاء فلافل و فول حسب الطلب و حسب الاصول ... الفلافل مفيدة و كذلك الفول فكله الياف ..... صارت الحياة كلها بكلها فلافل زائد فول ... _____________________
In shortening she made me jam roly poly a Jezebel in a grand fully furnished way aglow with bold basement statements broad brushed full on to glaze the way to a plum job whole storey mission proclaiming sofas as soft as any humble pin cushion stuffed with unfinished symphonies in a mansion booming out to empire builders' biggest guns tended by harems of belly dancing bumble bees burbling alongside a myriad of louder hues flowing into bouffant hairstyle shrubs brushed and blow dried into blooming privacy bushes
but outside she transformed yet served by outsize platters prolific with blazing seasonings glazed with enough sweets to satisfy a pudding feast laid before a sumptuous appetite comforting peahens with broad beans ripened beside horizons of warm salads dressed by blooming strawberries pores plumped up from ladles dunked deep as finger buns into sloppy icing barrels awash with hoarded nuts of sweet toothed squirrels engorged to dozing on branch barges full to the gunnels and slow wallowing in troughs laden with fatted chugs rambling across rolling oceans awash with tranquil rafts of whales nibbling each morning on shoals expanding beyond shallows into deep new ports to offload uncontainable cargo swung low on sweeping vista nets dragging tree trunks packed like Jumbo to land with a thump in wide sided carts
splashing and rocking slowly on their ways until mopped up by richly saturated bales of overgrown Danish butter grass pats resplendent amidst dollops of luscious double churned cream gateaux farm gates open for cuddling golden syrup spoons of heat spreading mellowness deep into the sponge of unfolded meadows with encyclopedic knowledge accumulated into increased volumes of decisive “belle” resounding excitedly across the hills of plenty
chirrups bumping cheekiness into narrow valleys to settle hawk eyes wide open to opportunities accumulating it all in seam stretched sack boasts of the good life storehoused bigger than most but ready to collect and offload refreshment like the slow but steady wobbling airships stretched out resplendent across hay loft skies fluffed up between a sweating Queen bed cumulus keen to bounce into cloudless heady ensembles swung high over thigh slapping oompah band hills
in a tug-of-war snapping heartstring restraint and low frequency waves of contentment she apportioned herself and me in generosity celebrating a fully stocked love stacked larder sweet with chock-a-block huffs and puffs and then glad sighs of expansive success in relief a schmooze diorama all she was after Summer's glorious bamboozled ardour