Tagged: realization

in the backyard, all

in the backyard, all
alone with our
fig tree – the
realization
that i didn’t have
to choose
.
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when reality

it has come to my

it has come to my
attention that
you sing when
moving from room to
room in the middle of
a quiet afternoon because
i scare easily. love is
adding to our repertoire
so that we can
become more
secondhand
fearless together
.
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this morning, before

this morning, before
heading out, i came
to the realization
that i am down to
only one repertoire.
even though you
identified five or six
keys within the range
in which you felt most
comfortable, it is
still the same song.
i am looking out
the window, playing
to the passersby, my
entire body hums
.
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day sixty-one, i

day sixty-one, i
realized i had never seen
you smile so damn much.
packed expertly into a
half bent, tapered
morning, the
first sips were
heavenly, holding
your mouth
in my mouth,
without burning
too hot or too fast
.
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three weeks later, i

three weeks later, i
realize we are under
attack. i want to
warn you. instead,
i cut my thumb
grating ginger
this morning, a
momentary relief
.
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day one or day

day one or day
twenty-four, i realize
i think of you
so that there’s less
room for the
rest of it. we all do
it, think of one
another so that we
can manage how much
to withstand, surrender,
resist, confront.
this morning,
i couldn’t get out
of bed, then i
thought of you
.
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