Dolores (lolita)
2003-02-12 - 12:16 a.m.

Dolores-- to him she was always Lo. Blowing sticky bubbles or pouting her red lips. In his mind and in his bed as she cried or traded him favors for quarters to run away. She was wise-innocence- crude but soft she would look at him with a knowing beyond logic or reason or intuition. She knew that one day she'd grow up and be someone's wife, someone's mother--she knew someday she'd fade away quietly dissapearing form the world.Dolores would fade. But to him she would always be Lo. Always and forever. *inspired by Vladmir Nabokav's Lolita*

yesterday - tomorrow