Thursday, November 5, 2009
this head on my desk
This head has a history of her own. It was my grandpa's first. He and this head moved from Curaçao to the Netherlands. After he died, it was my dad's.
This head used to stand in the backyardin, on the gras, between the butterfly bushes.
Now it's mine. I find my desk the best place for it; I see it every day.
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