Wednesday, April 7, 2010
it was a freak broom accident
a gaping cut on my face
covered with cayenne pepper
wincing from stinging
fear trembling
blood finally done streaming
ama comes in from playing and quickly notices
holding back tears
offers to cook dinner
and lunch
runs to the kitchen and starts whipping something up
I trust fully that she is fine
sounds like she's making chocolate milk?
no, cookies... its gotta be cookies
in a cup?
will she put too much baking powder?
not enough flour?
she is fine
totally fine
I will just read my book and relax
mmmmmmmm cookies and tortilla pizza
flour everywhere
hugs and kisses
but she cant look at my face
what does it mean?
i want to know
I am usually protected somehow
I dont invite accidents into my life
and this
on my face
it must mean something
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awwww, sweet ama nugget!
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