dandelions jinx I am a dandelion. 020328 ... pilgrim Dente de Lyons Teeth of the Lion It describes the shape of the leaves 020329 ... birdmad i'm all scattered in the breeze 020329 ... raze when the yellow flowers turned to white globes of exposed seeds, i used to pretend each dandelion i saw was the head of someone i never met. he was a real bastard, and his grey hair made him look like a dandelion raging against the dying light. that's what they told me, anyway. so i would pluck him from the ground and blow his head off, killing him even though he was already dead, and then i'd find another version of him and do it again. 210908 ... unhinged dent du lyon i loved when the dandelions went to seed. they looked like bundles of stars to me. the way each individual seed had its own little sail that could carry it to unknown lands...i would get lost in my imagination of sprouting dandelions all over the world until my yard obsessed father would yell at me. 'you are spreading WEEDS all over. DON'T blow those seeds around like that.' 'but it's a flower!' 'no...it's a weed. i work very hard on this lawn. i don't want weeds growing in it.' so i stopped playing with the poufy seed heads but couldn't help smiling every time the wind scattered some before my dad had a chance to rip them up. 210909 ... ovenbird My parents put me in soccer when I was nine. They report that as the game went on around me I would stand in the middle of the field and pick dandelions. This is perhaps the most succinct and accurate character sketch of myself I can conjure. 250427 what's it to you? who go blather from