Sunday, February 26, 2006

From the Point of View of a Catfish, Another Girl, and Me

we have all been with you before and carried ourselves bravely into your town. i, your girlfriend, i, your best friend, i, your stranger. hoping to find you in a house, with orange walls, where you hang our paintings and the poetry we sent you. Hoping we’d made it into those little plastic bags full of letters beneath your window. hoping to find your eyes not all ruin and runways by now.

we were hoping to get the chance, for the first time and again, to give ours hearts to you on kitestrings. and you would say, only that you found them caught in a tree somewhere and rescued them gently from all those branches and birds. thank you.

photograph by kanwee harichanwong, bird


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