She is seven and
lives in a blue house with seventeen cats, do I want one? We are riding a bus
from Taupo, and she sings long songs. She says the wind in the fields is a grass
swimming pool, and after the downpour, when the sky turns yellow, she sees a
very high uenuku. That’s rainbow in Pakeha, she teaches me. She wants to eat
sheep tails, but not the tails of the spring lambs we count. Have I seen a baby
come out from the belly? Do I have a husband? She says I should have pink hair,
go out in a pair of jeans and a cardigan. Then a man will take me home.
Text: Entry to Flash Mob 2013 / Photo: Wall in Paris
7 comments:
Great short short - best of luck!
Thanks Mercedes!
All wishes to you too!
Nice snapshot here. You really capture the moment and the voice.
Thanks, Michelle!
LIKE!!
LIKE!!
You've captured that kind conversation you can only have while traveling—and usually only by land.
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