how does she
the woman was tall, speaking
her voice was clear, rising
and falling at quiet intervals.
she stood,
somewhat awkwardly
watching them all
seated before her
elbows sticking out, legs jutting
like a teenager not quite adjusted
to her unwieldy limbs, grown
so quick within a month,
leaving stretch marks on her hips-
must be all the milk she drank
as a child.
they were all watching her now,
stopped talking,
they, mouths closed and open
trapping invisible flies and demons
clad in plaid and stripes and cheese cloth.
she looked up
to black beams on a white ceiling
and wished
she could fly away,
maybe somewhere south
where the water, stretched before you
and birds flew.
the woman was tall, speaking
her voice was clear, rising
and falling at quiet intervals.
she stood,
somewhat awkwardly
watching them all
seated before her
elbows sticking out, legs jutting
like a teenager not quite adjusted
to her unwieldy limbs, grown
so quick within a month,
leaving stretch marks on her hips-
must be all the milk she drank
as a child.
they were all watching her now,
stopped talking,
they, mouths closed and open
trapping invisible flies and demons
clad in plaid and stripes and cheese cloth.
she looked up
to black beams on a white ceiling
and wished
she could fly away,
maybe somewhere south
where the water, stretched before you
and birds flew.