Saturday, February 12, 2011

once upon a time...
(assemblage sculpture)


She lived in a dingy place.
Broken-down shacks all around...
There were old men, carrying broken dolls...
Dirty, old dolls they had found in the dirt.
There was a pool of water
with a lot of garbage floating in it.
There was screaming everywhere---
big people shouting, and babies crying.
Her mother kept saying that some day,
they would move to a better place.
There was a better neighbourhood,
just across the way.
The little girl could see it,
when she stood in the middle of the pool.
She turned around and around...
Standing there, on the water,
she could see it all.


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