April Cerise, In Memoriam
lull me to dream
December 2012


stories
language i cannot read
but i can imagine.

journey across the sea and ocean
dried and preserved
to work its magic
of poppy-induced dreams.

in the snow
one lone poppy grows
and i am its beneficiary

sleepless principessa,
you sleep tonight.

photo by s.
post-processing by me.

thank you.
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