I Guess You Like Sea Turtles
Her house was decorated in sea turtles.
They were crawling on the walls,
lying around in rugs,
decorating tea towels, draperies and pillows.
I guess you like sea turtles I said.
Not really.
But they are everywhere.
I know, she said.
All this stuff was my mother’s.
I inherited it all.
And you don’t like them?
Not really.
I had no more words to say.
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