madre raze i saw someone who looked like you the other day, before the rain came to wash everything away. she was wearing a yellow shirt and a purple bicycle helmet. i watched her struggle with her twelve-speed like an overgrown child who'd forgotten how to manipulate everything that fed the frame. she'd just about given up when muscle memory took over and her legs made a lie of all i'd seen and assumed to be true. i heard myself say, "this is who you would be if you had love in you." then i turned away from my window into a world that never wanted me and left the room. 250504 what's it to you? who go blather from