Thumbs
Poetry
sitting in the window, she watches sun storms — bluebottles suiciding valiantly against their reflections
that night, she sups from acorn caps holds a grain of corn in two hands gets drunk from a thimble
when put in a pocket she fears the idle hand the abyss of a dog’s mouth a fall to the ground
in mother’s palm, she contemplates omissions — a misplacement of giants a world forbidden
Inspired from Hans Christian Anderson’s fairy tale “Thumbelina.”
