Day Moon

“What kind of a name is that?”
“A nickname. They used to call like that my grandfather’s sister. She died young.”
“How young?”
“I don’t know exactly. Around twenty.”
“We are all going to die.”
“True.”
“Except God.”
“I guess.”
“Can you tie my shoes, please? Double knot.”

pear blossom…
we turn on the sprinklers
ignoring the wind


credits: Frogpond 39:2, 2016
© Tzetzka Ilieva, 2016

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