by donnarkevic.
I did it wrong again she said as she tried
to draw a flower any flower
the wrong shape the wrong color
it stinks, she said and I held it up to my nose
but it smelled fine to me like polished silver
she wanted to erase it all and start from the beginning
and when I asked her where that was
she picked a brown pencil for the dirt
her hand racing back/forth so fast
tearing a hole in the paper and she ran
I thought playtime over but she returned
from the kitchen with a tan mustard seed
and taped it to the hole how it suspended
in the air surrounded by brown pencil dirt
how she said she was done and asked what color
the petals would be when it bloomed
yellow I said as I watched her set aside
a red pencil saying just in case you are wrong.