IN THE MOMENT

heat wave. curtains drawn. windows wide. an army of ants circle the sill. the threat of rain. thunder then lightning. pup retreats under the desk. at my feet. a sigh. followed by another. coffee's cold. head down. running lists. taking notes. fan hums. light's low. listening to BPB. shower soon. out i'll go. flower i will.

i will. i will. i will. 

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holy tree peonies and the cy man.

“Some make their worlds without knowing it. Their universes are just sesame seeds and three-day weekends and dial tones and skinned knees and physics and driftwood and emerald earrings and books dropped in bathtubs and holes in guitars and plastic and empathy and hardwood and heavy water and high black stockings and the history of the Vikings and brass and obsolescence and burnt hair and collapsed souffles and the impossibility of not falling in love in an art museum with the person standing next to you looking at the same painting and all the other things that just happen and are.” ~jonathan safran foer

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