embedded we must tell the pillows where we took each bone. i put a fish net around a god & call him father as opposed to "daddy." i was a little girl in the playground of my daddy's mouth. this was last week. this was last year. this was me hogging all the blankets & pretending to be a moth in a cocoon. see, i said "moth" because butterflies are (sadly) over-used. i want a goat. i want a chicken coop without the chickens. i want to go to sleep & not think about all the gods i've had to bury. i did a bad job though. he's always saying, "come here."