by Andie Bottrell
A round little dumpling
with red hair and oil for skin
that shines and reflects
and her dimply checks get fatter
by the meal.
Onaria, Onaria in a state of being.
She is always in a dream-ward state.
She plucks her fingers and sucks at teats,
Onaria is a hungry, pretty-little beast
and her favorite color is purple.
She tumbles down hills
at the speed of whales
and rumbles on swings
in a wake of her bouncy curls.
She blows kisses to the orange tree.
Onaria, Onaria in a state of being,
she is always heaving and believing,
but her beliefs live only in her head
where squirrels mate and scurry
and her actions are as good as dead.
A round little dumpling,
born of Irish descent,
she jigs in her sleep
and she’ll never think too deep
but she’ll always succeed