With hair of gathered spiders' strands, whipping back and forth like anemone
s in rough sea
s, she pumps.
Legs out, legs back... her chipped toenail polish
peeking from pink
sandals, legs out, legs back, pumping higher.
mama peas... peas mama!_____________
PUUU UUUUS HHHH!!!
arches back, an infant crescent all of achingly soft baby
flesh, tough toddler pride and a cool-burning
terrible two temper talking in tongues
She sees... far and away...
LOOK MAMA! MOON!
And she sings... and she swings,
I'm fly- YEN to da MOooooooooooON!
goodnight, moon Ω the cow jumped over the moon Ω stella luna Ω man in the moon Ω la luna, que bella luna Ω Fly me to the moon Ω moondrops Ω carry moonbeams down in a jar Ω