To: The Boss
Date: August 5
OK, maybe I’m not so entangled.
Sometimes I feel like there’s been a major lapse of time. In my life, especially. Especially how I got from 12 to 21, with an interlude for a driver’s license.
Here’s something intriguing I’ve learned.
Mercedes hates flowers. When she was five, her relatives forced her to kiss the carcass farewell. An aunt in a coffin. So flowers remind her of funerals – death and birth, eternal circle. As well as being forced to do something against your will. Parental coercion. It forms an interesting mix.
She’s also taught me that two dancers can fly together. Mercedes is an incredible dancer, with or without Wolf Jester. She and Thor or Goat-man were fabulous, when I saw them. Something better than words flowed between them.
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