We meditated on the color white in Buddhist Dharma class and I just strung together free associations in my mind like a I was surrealist.
my mother's pearls I played with as a child
my grandmother's hair she wouldn't let me brush
clouds seen from an airplane window
a cow skull that Georgia O'Keefe would paint
sea foam
ocean waves
The white T shirt my love wore that night in the tent
My boyfriend in college's hip that reminded me of a bar of soap
white sheets
my mother's pearls I played with as a child
my grandmother's hair she wouldn't let me brush
clouds seen from an airplane window
a cow skull that Georgia O'Keefe would paint
sea foam
ocean waves
The white T shirt my love wore that night in the tent
My boyfriend in college's hip that reminded me of a bar of soap
white sheets
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