12 candles
Ruffled like cupcake frosting. Coltish legs, battered satin slippers.
Strawberry pony flying. Grimy, grinning face, too-big hat rocking.
Racing frothing wavelets. Dimpled knees pumping, ladybug swimsuit.
14 candles
Bed blanketed in books and intention. Slim hand composes, cat-eye glasses.
16 candles
Marigold-bright taffeta glides a beige carpet. Anxious eyes, mascara-heavy.
18 candles
A hundred berets flying. Flushed, joyful face, olive-drab fulfilment.
21 candles
Crackling connection to a cruel desert. Bluffing smile in windburned face, torn flak jacket.
22 candles
Repatriated on a gorged C-17. Heavy on six pressed shoulders. Marigolds on the red, white and blue.
Oh, shivery spine shivers, this is damn good.
ReplyDeleteAgree about the shivers! Great.
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