Isabella De Libera home of the brave (metaphor ("we are in the…
Isabella De Libera home of the brave
"gol nosing the ground grateful to find tender grass appearing at her feet "
"the candle glows in the green ladys hand"
"in the middle of the cake is a green lady with her arm in the air and shes holding a green candle"
"we are in the middle of a sea of cars"
"they glare at us with eyes that shoot poison"
"the sun is a hand on our shoulder'
"america haven on earth"
"a river of words push me beneath"
"you are a fish"
"i close my ears to his words"
"even her laughter has sun in it"
"cutting off my nose to spite my fate"
"I laughed until my eyes rained"
"waiting for the heat of his words"
"wild boys chasing each other like lion and prey"
"my machine shaking like a crazed dancer"
"I've known that feeling like a soft blanket"
"a noise begins to sound like a river"
"his voice deep like a storm forming"
"The way down room smells like a rainy day"
"but gentle like the rain ending"
"as the air before a storm"
"my ears look like they want to fly off my face"
"the not dead trees were teasing me"
"the stars watch us sleep"
"i can hear the cold box humming"
"i find a sleeping one and open the top"
"he pushes a tiny stick on the wall and the room turns to night then blinks awake"
"the music box sings"
"i wonder if it may be the biggest cake in the world"