i guess i am the kind of person who hangs mardi gras art in her bedroom
i woke up thinking about her.
happy lundi gras.
the room i slept in when i stayed at my aunt m.'s house was blue-boy blue and hung with a dozen or so mousie mardi gras prints. i would lay in bed as a child and follow the sweepy lines of mimicked mucha flowers and beaded headressed ladies with my eyes until i fell asleep. i bought one for good measure and archiving my first mardi gras as an adult in new orleans. i hung it in my blue-boy blue bedroom in new orleans opposite my bed and followed the lines of the japanese magnolia so many nights thinking