Blue Rabbit: A Short Story

Blue Rabbit
Hello Stigmata

My Mother gave me back to the Indians when
I was nine.

Later, alone in the tent of a fierce warrior

princess,

I learned the ways of love.

Fierce Warrior Princess: If you love me, prove it with
this faucet.

And we bathed.


Rob Goldstein 2015 All Rights Reserved

 

 

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9 thoughts on “Blue Rabbit: A Short Story

      1. That’s so true. Pretty much got their start at CB/GB in New York which is known for its punk scene in the late 70’s/early 80’s but can’t really pigeonhole hole them into punk, or pop, or any other genre.

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