honeyandcheese
silver bangles. a bit of icing for her arm. and one special bracelet. beautiful sprinkles dangling from a delicate chain. memories. treasures. reminders of outings and special occasions.
We arrived early. Made our way through the crowds swarming around the park. A light drizzle settled over the city, chilling onlookers and racers alike. I pulled my jacket tighter around me.
broken. shattered into pieces around me. shards of glass and ceramic. i pick it up. glue it back together. a new pattern forms around the cracks. it is beautiful.
pageants. pageantry. little girls all dolled up in their mother’s makeup and flouncy dresses. curls in their hair. smiles. or frowns. bad attitudes. are they there because it makes them happy? or because their mamas are happy when they win? who will these little girls grow up to be?
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