🌾 return to “life is a garden”

august

a dusting 
a dusting of
“magic” 
organic matter
washed down with
mineral-y wine-
long way home
out of necessity
(but also
because
fuck it! ! !)
my pace slows and
my phone feels a
liiiiittle bigger than usual-
strange things happen to me
and that’s pretty normal!
friday night walk past bars and restaurants and places full of people living their fully full despiteitfuckingall lives,
blow an air kiss to everyone,
“goodnight!”
soft murmur under my
labored breath-
“i hope you are feeling so
loved
and maybe even a little more
loved
than i am able
to feel right now.”

bagel
sometimes
you wake up
so sad
with the
weight of a thousand cats on your chest
and a feeling that
you’re in one of those floatation chambers,
but that isn’t quite
what you
signed up for...
so you make a bagel
the best you know how
with all the
things you like
on top
that you know make you
happy!!!!!
and you eat it
however you want!!
really messy,
deconstructed-
taking pauses,
picking off the toppings and
leaving them on
in arbitrary patterns;
poppy seeds,
unsaid things,
cucumber skin,
between
my teeth,
hot coffee
to wash it all down
no way in hell
everything will ever go
my way,
but for now,
i can at least
make myself a bagel
with all the things i like
on top.

july

cartwheel
i would do
a cartwheel
and bonk my head
if it meant
that you’d be
happy!

greener
repetition
stillness
the grass isn’t greener
on the
0ther side anymore,
because i’ve
planted
my seeds,
nurtured
my garden,
and things are lush-er
than i could ever have imagined!
if you always walk around
with headphones in
thinking about yourself,
you may miss
a divine
interception,
a sanguine
moment of clarity-
all i wanted was for my life to be beautiful
to only realize
it’s been beautiful all along!

what do you say
what do you even say to a guy wearing a white tee, silver chain, and fleece vest during a new york summer?

cherry and lilly
weeping higan cherry
creeping lillyturf
fighting the urge
to callous my
heart

deli run 
- dragonfruit vitamin water
- chips
- seltzer
“i don’t even want to go to space. you can’t walk around.”
“you can’t just kick it.”

well wishes
this life
sways me
side to side
like cables in the wind,
like a wind chime,
the simplest song-
my heartbeat
and yours
and yours
and yours.
(the percussion of breath)
together
we sing
i wish you well.

june 

shuttle 
i’m so
high on
this shuttle
wtf
am i gonna do

train
do you ever fantasize
about
the train
not coming?

march

discernment
the discernment
to lock in
the wisdom
to play