Karen Myrick And Uconn

Tell me I'm that small daughter

behind the red door.

Because I tattooed your inflatable doll this morning

tears for you my sky in four.

Because I put fake eyelashes

to tear the heart.

For you to tell me I'm your dragon story,

because I hate princesses

when you look for me like a syringe on the Mont-Royal.

this morning.

I was afraid of the sun,

because my mailbox were empty.

Because you were there on my blouse scratched

on my shell cleansed,

but "amok" that was good.

Sleeping in spoon was the best solution.

©] [Ma. Cha Aubin 2010

Photo: Ma. Cha Aubin

What Is The Layout Of An Orchestra

I only wanted her body in D minor,

to fight his furred stories.

I was an army of a ridiculous handkerchief

wanting to alter his morbid madness.

I was on my little white plastic bench,

when I saw you.

Patrick.

©] [Ma. Cha Aubin 2010

Photo: Ma. Cha Aubin

Are Electric Toothbrushes Good For Receding Gums?

You told me I had breast

a flower girl,

while I had in the throat

a cheap sofa faded and life.

I clearcutting in my bed,

with taste of rum

and arms of one man.

I loved a love too exhausted

I wanted to let the storm.

You told me good night and you're gone.

I then kept between the legs,

a smile to remember you.

©] [Ma. Cha Aubin

Group photograph

the vocal cord:

http://www.myspace.com/lacordevocale