this fair damsel looks as if she went down fighting, taking on all comers. like a ballerina in a street fight. i was never a ballerina, but one of my proudest childhood moments was when my younger brother was getting bullied by bruce magnuson at the bus stop, and my parents told me my job was to protect my baby brother. so i coldcocked burly bruce magnuson with a straight right, and when he got up out of the snow, he never bothered my brother again. we solved things differently back then.

damselfly

saint paul, minnesota