name :: alouette // qiang jia

player :: brooke [[for thy sins]]

position :: un de deux petits oiseaux.

group :: l'ombra

appearance.

i am

slightly shorter, slightly thinner
a little faster, a little wittier,
a bit louder, but never prettier…

l o w e r c a s e d, under-billed
less-deserving, weaker-willed…

she is

nothing that i should be.

everything i could be.

part of something great.

we are

attached by affection, moved by direction,
labeled by a name
one in the same
lighter/darker, younger/older, foolish/wiser

different

background.

i am the product of a lover and a stranger.

i don’t have any memories of my mother
the mother who was a gypsy.
a mother who loved to wander.
without two daughters.

we don’t talk about her.
my father still loves her.

chouette might remember better than i,
she’s got an extra year on me, you know.
c-h-o-u-e-t-t-e … little owl.

the time in between our births is small, but she is the most important person in my life.
she is the air in my lungs
the blood in my veins, without her i would be nothing.

second to my sister came the trapeze.
walking came after flying it seemed,
but that was the norm in the qiang family tree
and since i am the youngest,
it is how i earned my name,

alouette…

little bird.

activities.

the youngest fly the freest right,
or so they say, and i am no exception to the rule.
i like to bring new meaning to the phrase ‘death defying’.
i am immortal.
careless am i not
creative i am.

ideals/motivations.

i will be unlike any qiang before me; shine brighter, move faster, live longer.

i will soar higher, dream larger, and love bolder.

attitude.

without wings I learned to fly.
i may be tiny,
but i will catch you if you fall.