I have the attention span of a fruit fly, although I’m told fruit flies have brains very much like human ones or something something that makes them such good research fodder.
have so little patience with the tiny bits and pieces of outside and other work I’m supposed to be doing. but trying.
trying is so elastic a word. it means all it means
an even older friend, if length of connection is the measure of old, appears with little notice, as she does, from away. in thirty six hours we reenact our entire friend marriage all thirty four years
small anger, big love, small gesture, small words. big words. some times we are
eroded. worn like beach stones, not rasped. anymore.
two people would have done anything for me
one person said that. in those words: I will do anything for you.
both of those people gone from this mortal coil.
for whom would I do that anything?
it’s a horrible photo of her, and a not lovely one of me.
but we move forward. she sends a photo of boots : arche damage
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