I was given this plant last year. I kept saying, Thank you, but i really don't want it. and she kept saying that i would like it a lot. When i drove away from their house, Plant was on the seat of the car. All last winter i barely watered it. Not necessarily on purpose, but sort of. I am not good with house plants. As i type those words, i stop and think what i'm saying. I am not good with house plants.
A plant person is a plant person. hmmm.
something is about to happen. maybe a week ago i noticed two very small bumps on what appeared to be a stem…today…, like short Okra. So i have gone to look at them many times today.
Toad. The piece of cloth this was part of rose up in a basket a week or so ago. I studied it and saw this small image….Toad i thought but then let it go because it's very vaguely an image of a Toad but it has remained Toad. So. Toad. and with violet coloring, like the Iris Tuber Forest where they live, come and go from. Where they winter over. So, purple because of that. And then…
arms. What does her right hand do? And if arms, then, feet. With arms, she is mortal. They are of graphite, pencil. I can take them away right now. If i "bleed" them in with turpentine, they will be permanent for a while, how long is not known.
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