for Kaia Sand
the picture called out called out as if flesh but flesh is but a moment in words flesh but consequence of and in misspeaking not merely chopped up song but say the stutterance of a bird caught or throttled in one's throat as a pure state of being as the child was perfectly wrapped in the moment she was a perfect picture of desire and knew nothing but the direction of tomorrow her gender was only implied but as gender is a state of being and only as assigned let's say her sex was merely implied by the light in her eyes and the curl in her hair toward her sad mother this child was words but her mother was distracted as the child represented something only a picture could signify say the harmony in a moment the indestructible wear of ones future and assets compiling to the point of crisis with high possibility of risk or failure and this is all when the picture tunnels itself similar toward a burrowing toward of