Tiny Wet Beads

After just finishing Holy Skirts, a fictional novel about Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven -- poet, avant-garde and woman extraordinaire -- I was thrilled to hear Kje speak poetically to me this morning as I was dropping him off at a friend's house.

I had to write it down.


I love these days,

warm days when my hair is wet.

I shake my head back and forth

and back and forth

and stick my hands in the middle where

tiny wet beads of water hit all over.