"a coney island of the mind"

[emotionsick]

i mean, i still play dress-up.
john put his hand on my stomach as we walked up the stairs & said "will you like having a little life inside of you?"
i ask, how can such a little girl want something so badly?
if we take a deep breath, our vitamins, and a look around, adult decisions & handstands in the grass can co-exist... i am sure of it.