were blues and greens.
will you be when you grow up.
pushed on the door.
The wood swells with the rain and the heat.
A mermaid, she said.
pushed on the door with the toe of her boot.
The bed was there and a painting of Jesus.
Outstretched arms and sunlit hair.
had fallen once, and the glass was cracked.
left it that way.
was yellow once. It used to have flowers.
flowers were angry.
will you live when you grow up.
and greens and sea salt hair.
were white bed sheets.
were streaks of rust.
scratched and scratched.
were pillows she kissed and pillows she bit.
was rain on the floor.
Rodent smells and the rain and the heat.
Blues and greens.
How do you live. Under the sea.
of your boot.
your breath until Jesus comes.