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Bruna Vieira gathers flowers by Sharmagne Leland-St. John Bruna Vieira gathers flowers in her garden she dreams of wildflowers but chooses sunflowers instead she's smart she knows they'll last the longest she'll cut the stems tall, put sugar in the water and hope they'll still be beautiful when he comes to visit on Sunday in her dreams she's dressed in hymns not jeans and a blue and white striped pullover she dances for the flowers and calls them Girasol as they nod their sunshine heads in the blue and white Meissen vase where she has carefully arranged them with their stems cut at an angle she spins and her red hair is a furore of flames leaping and licking the scented air behind her she has adagio and lento tattooed in curlicues' on opposite ankles to remind her of the tempo of the dance and the rhythym of her life in black ink a flutter of sparrows dot her right wrist… as she reaches out to caress the flowers one of them flies away
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