Thursday, August 2, 2018


Brushing out the loose
undercoat, I'm tempted
to tweeze the ever-
more regularly appearing
white hairs on your chin that
serve no other purpose than to
remind me how briefly your
spark is meant to be part of
my life.


Catching up day 3

May 21, 2018 My grandparents were the first people I knew to own a microwave oven. Theirs was brown*, had a tiny wind...