fizzylight home postcards pool of tears stories gallerIes VOID.blog mosaic titles i am ten'o'six pictures of me aged i am the vulnerable child who pleads, i am a supplicant on bruised knees. tell me, where did you hide the seeds of those coloured plastic bag trees? i am wide-eyed wonder, you were meant to be my shelter. mine is the mind you sought to plunder when you allowed all your furies to swelter. you will not speak of my sadness though it's there for all to see, and well, my part-time madness is just what makes me Me. i refuse to share your cynicism, i know you could have broken me, you see, trusting in my stoicism has finally awoken me. ©1995-2007 natasha dumas all writings are the intellectual property of natasha dumas unless otherwise specified. no part of the content of this website should be reproduced without express permission from the author. email natasha at her domain name.