Monday, November 16, 2009

Bubbles' First Poem, (as dictated to me yesterday, randomly and all at once in the car)

smoke
fire
house
trees
water
sirens
glass
and hurt
and sad
and scratching
monkey
dogs
arrows.

2 comments:

Jess said...

Wow....you know taken all together that is a powerful stream of words.

...e... said...

yeah, right, apraxia. suuuuure......

somebody's pulling somebody's something.