Dangerous Compassions


Today we went to see my aunt. We took her to coffee and hung out on her back patio. I am almost 40 now. My eyesight up close is starting to go. 

I cut my nails and maybe Mom will paint them. I’m hoping for blue. With sparklies. 

Then we went to Lompoc for special Lompoc fun. I told Ming how it’s called Lompuke and how it never grew up. We bought megacookies at farmers market and carrots with a good, sweet flavor. 

All I wanna do is hide. Sleep. The weather here is similar to home. 

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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