her_first_night stork daddy it was the first night she spent with him. he took his shirt off, and his skin was warm like fresh laundry. outside the world was blurred to rain erasure. and the window was an inverted frame it made her feel on a submarine or trapped in a children's storybook. her parents didn't know she was here. they didn't know much about her, in fact it was their not knowing if she'd come home or not that kept up their bare semblance parenthood. his parents, his brother and sister - they were all so nice to her. there was so much safety here that she made herself seem more vulnerable so as not to waste it. she almost felt herself becoming one of those faces in the pictures in the hallway so that she was strangely outside of herself when she looked at the rain that she might be in tomorrow and said - "what went wrong with that girl? will it go wrong again?" 050103 what's it to you? who go blather from