My name is Blooming Red.
My name is Blooming Red.
My mother's is Can't Stand Red.
My father's name is Always Owns a Pair of Shoes That Are Red.
I come from a people who are know for migrating & shape-shifting.
After I go, they will say I was a cloud drifting across a summer sky that the sound of my voice was like rain while you sleep and I came here as a witness to cycles of home and red red blood red.
