Hair standing large tying my arms back instead.
Holding fast against the pushing of the warm winds.
Prepare for things to come.
Make you feel bigger.
No mother can live up to this such big eyes and hair.
Surface of a fragile metal plate.
She sits on a blue bedsheet.
Push forward as if the camera can see.
She occupies a horizontal world no legs required.
With a few snips a Mod is born.