2 December 2007 | Vol. 7, No. 4

Doll-Farm

by ARIELLE GREENBERG

I would like to openly tell you what I saw

but 1) somewhere along the road I added two letters to my name,

and this makes me slightly unaccountable.

2) I am also known to propose dances that have only one or two movements in sum.

3) When playing Peter Pan I will insist on being Tiger Lily.

4) My night vision is poor even with corrective lenses.

All of these statements are true, but you can see I lack sincerity.

Let me instead build you a farm out of some foamcore—

I mean a doll-farm—and make chicken-dolls from acorns,

paint stones I collected to look like