Mar 20, 2009 17:49
if postcards actually allowed a person to be,
this is what i would say:
"i laid in the grass
on a stolen sheet from my rented bed
drank in the sun and listened to the children calling out in a language i once knew
"hola osos !"
(if you say this and wave, they wave back)
i am thinking of a number ....
i am thinking of a time when all i was concerned with was melanoma and sun spots
and now
i am secretly hoping i walk away from this trip - at the very least
with a tan.
thought of the days of laying in the grass with good company
thought of you
hola desde españa"