oceans of penguin's
scatter like black tea leaves: my
grandma reads future
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nightly childhood walk
neighbors seemed happy through my
blue eyes-now I am
On a quiet street sat a large light green house with a stone porch & white pillars. The bay windows on either side of the front door were crowned with leaded glass panels. Inside the house lived five extraordinary girls with two remarkable parents. They were American born Irish catholics. Within this house every emotion was to be played out & sometimes carried to the extreme. Let's take a peek inside, shall we...
4 comments:
oddly it makes sense. i like it's after feel. remember getting our tea leaves read?
yup, I loved that.
plus the baked potatoes and the cookies and the smell of her bath. Once I walked in on Nana's bath...she was a big woman even with her clothes off. I always imagined her tub filled like a meat pie.
I saw Nana in the bath myself. Her breasts were very long and thin. She always had that Airwick in the bathroom window, with the wick pulled up out of the bottle.
well, that makes three. i saw her naked too, and will never forget it! mrs. buzo (what kind of name is that?) was hanging onto her in a most back breaking way, trying to lift her out of the tub.
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