I exist in the liminal space,
the spots the clock sought to erase.
Nothing here has the same taste.
I don’t know how much longer I can keep this pace.
I stare into the sky, questioning
is there even outer space?
I didn't grow up a witness to much lawn mowing. We rented an apartment and my grandparents were Italian immigrants with a fondness for asphalt. I was always proud to be a concrete city girl, my few experiences with nature being limited to short drives through New Hampshire
Well, I'll be dam'd, we all will in the name of progress. That’s the take the federal government of America has been spinning since Wilson Dam’s first conception was approved in 1916 and the project was completed in 1925: 9 years from approval, 7
The natural element of water is the uniqueness and ability to sustain life here on Earth, it is distributed via pathways, like a vein system in a human body. 100 years ago, the creation of utility companies in the name of progress required redistributing this water and creating new paths,
Looking back 16 is too young to have a lover no wonder high school sweethearts either bond forever or blister from burning out. But my dad had left, not by choice, by result. And a woman, a growing woman needs containment. Without it she is subject to much exposure relationally