kid sparrow
My blogs
| Industry | Museums or Libraries |
|---|---|
| Occupation | learning, sometimes the hard way |
| Location | albuquerque, new mexico |
| Introduction | i am. at least i'm pretty sure i exist. i see no disagreements between opposites as i attempt to balance. |
| Interests | life, laughing, campfire smell, magic, learning, trees, and song |
| Favorite movies | i heart huckabees; annie hall; science of sleep; before sunrise; waking life; the dark crystal |
| Favorite music | the live kind, especially with gypsy swirling violins |
| Favorite books | old books--they smell better |
When your science teacher smashed a frozen rose with a hammer, did you warm the petals to bring them back to life?
I stole a handful of the frozen petals on my way out the door and as i walked down the hall brought them close to my lips. gathering ethers from above and roots from below, i pursed my lips in the shape of a kiss and blew warm life back into the delicate icicles. infused with breath and compassion, the little red drops perked up quickly.