Sunday, August 3, 2008

Blue Dresses

And that's when she realized that she was like one of those little girls in blue dresses who swing on swing sets and push their feet towards the sky and never let them touch the ground again, their feet dangling against the clouds and their hair tickling the grass, eyes shining like diamonds and teeth as white as an angel's wings.

She took a sip of her tea and contemplated the freckle on her finger.