Photo from Black & WTF Photos:
They would follow you anywhere
Penguins.
sixteen of them. They shuffled down the city
sidewalk with you every day on your way to
school, wings tucked, beaks facing cement. The
penguins never made a sound.
Some questioned where they came from, others
wondered why you. Was it the lilac in your hair?
Your black and white Mary Janes? When you got
to school, they waited at the curb. They never
whined, never pitched. Just sat in silence, staring
at your window, until they heard that bell.
They found a home in you, and then you grew.
Turned into a creased woman who wore her hair
like a helmet. Now you wear your skin like a tux.
This is what they taught you, before they turned back
into water. Their beaks into stone.
1 comment:
This is creepy and lovely.
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