It’s about me too.
Watching that video about tree planting
Set to epic music
(that reminded me of The Lord of the Rings)
I might have smiled.
You’re curious about my hidden sentences
The blue roses of my world
Carved out of frosted glass and turquoise
Blooming at the base of goluboi glaciers
Do you remember that blue flower in Batman Begins?
The psychedelic one that made fears come to life.
When I was a child, I used to write about monsters.
Story after story after story about monsters, pouring out.
My father caught me and punished me for it.
I’ve never written about monsters since.