Secret Hidden Within Poppies Tears #1 Hawk and cloud inhale the scent of poppies that rise towards the stars. Each fragrant molecule carries tales of the little redheaded girl and her rusted machete. Each poppy remembers how sunflower after sunflower was slay-en under a sacrificial noon-day sun. Each poppy tilts it's petals toward the little redheaded girl with reverence and fear. Each poppy is bent upon bearing her truths into lung and vein so they do not fall slaughtered before their time.
