On the green bench, April may not be the cruelest month. First woman and tulip and dog may feel it that way. The tulip flowers wave in spaces with daylight savings but the dog here makes peace with a rival near the lamppost. Let us make piss, says the dog to its rival.
The old woman says you all may change the world in Twitter and make your email petitions. She in the meantime would make peace with the white wall. This was not her April when first she had come here and made such big ruckus as if she owned the world.