Expanded Field
Tulip Tornado
Chorus
Oh tulip tornado
Your kisses grenade-o
You’re like a volcano
My tulip tornado
The third language; the lies we tell ourselves
Once upon a time there was a castle.
Glorious and majestic.
It filled its rooms steadily with princesses
who would never consider themselves lonely,
for they were waiting for love.
A Cracked Teapot
Iris longs to be with others who resist State laws; others who risk punishment to express themselves however they choose; others who believe that what a person dreams is more important than exams devised to test how little one knows about history.