An update: January 10, 2022

There is a hydrangea, there is a hollyhock

I dreamed of you; I’ll keep dreaming until you realize

Until we in our fallible humanness realize.

I reach out to touch a wisp of hair, a single curl

An arm comes around my bicep

When I turn under my arm and look back at this town, will it not have changed as much as it ought to have?

What can we learn that we can only learn from youth?

How can we celebrate what is so rich without crushing taking breaking claiming?

I fell down the stairs

I crumpled my metro card

I caught myself

My elbow hurts

I ended up here

How does it happen?

We are just filling the time until

Something magnificent happens.

Something magnificent

Is always happening.

Be alive.