Monday, December 6, 2010

Tai O

The sweet smell welcomes me in.
Iced coffee with ice cream as a special treat for the long trek back to the mainland.

Murky waters and silted shores, the fragile wooden boats rock back and forth,
A visual lullaby.

Soulful music warms me inside
I think of home.
Mixed emotions- excitement, sadness, sex, adventure.

Perfect doll shoes on painted white bodies as my feet turn red and callused

The river way creates the streets and the stilted houses become my new home.

-poem by Maura



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