the spaces between everything
. She stumbles in at 2:45am and wakes me up. Downsides of apartment life.
. The sun is shining behind the blinds and she is lying on my chest, so I linger in bed awhile, watching videos and reading horoscopes.
. Lou wants to cuddle today.
. Red Light birthday brunch sequins.
. Cold again.
. I need this period of quiet. Not talking, not doing. I watch the sun move across the window and place bets with myself on the type of sunset that is coming. It’s impossible to know these things.
. I wonder how he sees it. Is it all business now? Is there any wonder left?
. an independent organ
. It still smells of the orange and cardamom. Don’t forget the Persian cucumbers tomorrow.
. Mint tea + dusk + the sound of her tv below.