cut-up #15
page 1,967, year of my birth (summer of love)
Wonderland (a euphemism)
eggy eyes (from too many roosters)
new stripy pillows from Crate & Barrel (displace attention from horrid couch cover)
“I heart U2, Hubby” (a tulip verging on tragic, but gloriously so)
Monday afternoon silence (beneath which to wax euphoric)
“You make me so happy” (eyes three-quarters closed)
screams downstairs (Coco waiting at the door for you)
YOU (my LOVE)
