Saturday, February 27, 2010

this hedgehog

this hedgehog does not belong to me.
she is prudence, and she belongs to my sister, ramona.
ramona let's me name most of her pets.
she is very nice, that way.
hedgehogs make good friends, surprisingly.
they are both sharp and round,
and as you can see, their ears are sort of...

Friday, February 26, 2010

take me disappearing

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

de puchi u bon chang

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

le petit prince

the foxes funeral procession

three poems, age 7

The Hotdog.
listen to my story for it's funny
though it's dumb
once when i ate a hotdog
i saw blood upon my thumb
i thought it was
a papercut
but you must understand
it was just a splat of ketchup
that had splatted on my hand

i could not pull a weed
so i named it fred
is it sour grapes that i cried when he was dead?

The Toad.
in a tank at school there is a fat and warty toad.
just as cold and wet and lonely as a rock beside the road.
when the teacher brought him in
he gave my classmates joy and gladness.
but to me, he seems to be
the very soul of sadness.