Dancing Raisins Science Project Hypothesis

was like a woman

-unreachable-

my flower Isolated.

I wanted to give the joy

of

freesias and ferns

And in the middle of the commotion

left her sleek and straight.

Morning

and slept

party I went to visit

and found her lifeless.

I looked and saw that at its height

carrying a treasure

bubble

own could not, it Isolated

share.

then very carefully took

scissors and started height

the rest.

The party returned to

night

perfumes and colors.

Isolated in the middle

silent

and watched day after day

parties

sleeping nights

and waking.

So time went

the commotion dies down

the bright colors no longer

water seeping

and there was one,

in my flower vase, Isolated.

Frozen Margarita In A Bucket

RIGHT SIDE

The pain was dry, heavy, like a falling-round hole-in a dream.
Waiting / NZA of calm, drowsiness, peaceful and soothing silence is welcome. Walk, investigates and crosses his eyes with six eyes. Conversa and evaluation. Remove load and reaches conclusions. And decide. But he prefers to wait, look more even, determine / be.
"There are clothes to prove yet," and turns his eye to the voices, a woman and two children.
"We have breakfast. Invoices and cafe con leche" It's half past four, mom and daughter can not sleep.
Waiting / NZA follows closely to the voices. And still is / was.
Walk the patio, fresh with new white flowers. The young shadow of a dreamlike vine is both talking and remembering old times. Old times and new white flowers.
"No more poetry?", A question is framed in a graying mustache parentheses.
"No more time," said forward / NZA.

And sleep. The hole is heavy.
pain, dry.