Winter fell and the stars dripped sorrow onto
the roofs of the buildings below,
in a language that only the cracks in the earth
Snowflakes, the perfect tears.
Pure and innocent, in the blind interpretation
Whispered wishes uttered by the mouth of
a little green eyed girl in a dress that daddy bought, because
her dungarees weren’t pretty enough.
I wish… that I could fly away.
I wish that I could could fight like G I Joe
I wish that I was a stronger girl.
Be careful what you wish for,
said the bear.
Truth, follows those that wish it.