not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

even the poplar

did you know that even the poplar run?

i wanna taste, mama.


she laid her tongue to the bark of it in all of our human greed, in all of our wanting to know and capture.  she grimaced.

it's bitter! her indignant and beautiful surprise.

yes, love, it tends to be.  it's up to us to boil it down.