Today came silence.
Today tides welled on the sidewalk.
Today came rain, through a clear blue sky.
Today I held a dragon.
This morning I had a conversation with my past self. She said she was disappointed, and I said, “That’s fine.”
This morning I sit on the balcony and lose track of time. If I’m not careful, I lose a whole year.
My sunshine, my starlight, gravity and the void –
The coffee is kept in the pickle jar; that’s all you must recall.
“The River” – most every city holds this entity.
Lately, the apartment has reverberated to the sound of growling.