April 17, 2024

birds
distract
from writing
from trying
to get to know
the inside of my own head

maybe
they’re saying
‘get to know the earth
and the universe
first,
for “you” are just one part
of all’

April 14, 2024

the puppy howls for us
and the howl turns into a growl
which explodes into one more bark
and that is our alert
that there are neighbors
in
the neighbor’s yard

how dare.

April 13, 2024

don’t craft
after
11pm

each creative has
different rules/
a different time
to ~stop~ by

but

the guidance remains the same:
there is a moment when
you are too tired to
cut/poke holes/hot glue/craft however you do —
decisions made when brains crave sleep
are never decisions awake brains will keep
[and some decisions are
more permanent/less fixable
than others]

April 10, 2024

i feel like i have
whatever’s opposite of taking things
for granted

like i hold things as too precious
so as to prepare myself for the day
they are gone

[neither of these approaches
really help with
living in the moment though]

April 8, 2024

the world turns
rotates
and expected bright and dark
bright and dark
bright and dark
interrupts
the brightness of the dark
blocking out the daytime
for a moment
for a few minutes
the birds quiet
the spouse pauses work
and we look through two pairs of sunglasses
as the family group chat in cleveland
explodes
with iphone photos
and pictures of dslr cameras
alike
showing totality
showing what i could have seen
if i’d traveled for the experience

[still not quite as cool as a few years ago
when i observed even less totality
while flying on my moon-shaped lyra
outside and sunglassed and free]