In Dim Light
. She sleeps on the couch but checks on me in the middle of the night and is standing on my stomach when the alarm goes off.
. Cold brew + rice cakes with hummus for breakfast.
. The left eye has a twitch now.
. Our last meditation class together.
. Pine Mountain Sessions.
. I wonder if he’s on the road yet, heading west.
. The way these white painted floors feel under my bare feet.
. I gather my things back into the car. I’m sad to leave her.
. Broken green walnuts on the driveway. This air is thick but it’s not so bad in the shade.
. A million tiny ceramics. I think I want to do it again. Maybe in the winter.
. I forgot a book on the mantle. And the sugar is in the fridge.
. … describe to me all the things you hold so dearly, bring down your heart from high atop the willow tree…