33. From the river bank

33. From the river bank

his daughter painted portraits of the people gliding by in their boats.
The weather was hot.
She wore a halter top and shorts.
The paint flowed down her arms
and pooled red at her feet.
The boaters yelled from their boats:
What are you going to do about her?
Encourage her use of color
his daughter’s mother did say.
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