this one line made me read it 3 times... and each time, i smiled and could actually picture two young boys sitting obediently on a bed with their mouths sewn shut...

glad to see you take time out from your studies to grace us with these lines:

Had we stomped on the stairs, slammed a door, forgot to say please,
vapor scaled his legs.

All that moisture rumbled all evening in his lungs
till someone, unforgivably dumb,
left the oven on or rolled their eyes.

Now, we know the ways of lightning,
how it can split you in half
if you stand out in the open, alone.

One Mississippi, two Mississippi
we counted the miles
between his voice and thunder claps.
Wind beat against his chest.
He chewed hail the size of golf balls,
spat it to the floor.

and the poem in its entirety.

hope Hong Kong is teaching you new things every single day. Peace~

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Pinwheels and HulaHoops|the book
http://www.lulu.com/content/132318
http://msmind.blogspot.com|the life


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