It Beeps—
Mother’s cinnamon rice trails down
hot porridge bowl.
~
It moved—
Octopus tentacles raised!
a brother flies to France.
~
What’s this?
There. A cactus.
amidst ficus trunk.
It Beeps—
Mother’s cinnamon rice trails down
hot porridge bowl.
~
It moved—
Octopus tentacles raised!
a brother flies to France.
~
What’s this?
There. A cactus.
amidst ficus trunk.