Wednesday, February 17, 2010

She's Got a Forest Where Her Bones Should Be.




Unraveling into the sunlight, Petite Sue emerges from her cotton-candy dreams to find tiny creatures dressed in pink ribbon careening over her headboard. Landing soundlessly upon the weathered floor, their hooves skip lightly across exposed nails and spilled paint, scuff marks and freshly laundered clothes. Caught suddenly in the rapture of waking, Petite Sue yawns and startled by the unexpected coos, the animals disappear.

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