Oh what joy, to see yourself reflected.
In the garden
a mouse lays on the sidewalk.
Distance
The heart grows fonder
Words
So here’s some things
And they lived
There’s a romanticism in simple things
But the day after…
Again, and again, and again.
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Presence
It just means time.
3/20/2024 — 3/23/2024
“Emotion recollected in tranquility.”
Once Upon A Time
The world was terrible. That’s something I didn’t appreciate for a long time, and I’m still not sure it’s something I really grasp. It’s one thing to see a statistic. It’s another thing entirely to sit and to try to imagine what those numbers are trying to say — what horror is tracked by the […]