Red Ribbon
Leaving her childhood, grandmother watches, knowing it for now it has arrived. No longer fascinated by a simple ribbon. Will always have to have meaning in relationship to the outside world. Not simply attachment to the hair. All things seen from someone else’s eyes, adulthood has begun. Soon as her grandmother knows, she will begin to realize the gays upon her of a nature that she is unfamiliar with and is often meant to define if he is not careful.
