Primary colours evoke playtime.
Building block, crayon hues
to stain fingers and smudge walls.
Plastic toys, tiny shaped erasers,
pots of dried up red and blue--
these all share a smell:
vaguely sweet and powdery,
the scent that clings
to the slept-on pillow's face.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008: On the Street...Brothers, NYC
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I couldn't get the link to work and I am not sure which picture you wrote about. I have my hunches but I don't ant to assume. I will be back to check to see if the link worked and I will comment again.
ReplyDeleteI think you hit it, Storialist. The look on his face is priceless.
ReplyDeletethis one is scary brilliant!
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