Nekomimi Lisa (lisagoddess) wrote,
Nekomimi Lisa
lisagoddess

5:30 am in a sculpture park. the twinking lights of jersey shine proudly against the coming of morning, over the water, wavering only when they reach our eyes. slightly humid. windy. chilly. his suede jacket smells so comforting as leather often does. soft against my chin.
"Have you seen the Fragels?"
"No."
The path twists through tables. Copper pennies, enormously large. Smaller "people" on the feet and heads and hands of the large copper "people". some famous artist. (I forget now who it was.)

The Dog, forever tied by a copper leash, watches the cat, watching the bird, watching the worm. I am in a Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale. These are the dwarves that guard the strawberries in the snow that only the good hearted, mistreated girl can make friends with.
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