a_picture kerry the air is crisp but the day is bright, brighter than it’s ever been. i look out the kitchen window and see a periwinkle blue sky, out the living room window where it’s white and cloudless people are saying hello to each other as they pass on the sidewalk, cold hands snug in their pockets a cat is dozing on the wall separating the patio from the back alley and the fig tree is sleeping too, but only for now the book i’m reading gets better and better, the water sweeter and sweeter children run home from school in their navy blue uniforms, singing like birds and in the evening when i open the front door i’ll be smell the bread baking down the block at cacia’s where you can buy rolls for 25 cents a piece and a square slice of tomato pie for $1.50 a long day but long in the best way 220209 ... raze there's something happening to that face. it isn't a smile yet, but it's on its way there. i can't see six seconds into the future, but i can stare at who i was a quarter of a century ago and meet my own gaze. i know what was in my head then. it's the same thing all those fused flat bones are holding onto now. i want to be here for as long as i can. i want to breathe everything in and breathe it back out sweeter for having moved through me. i want to leave this place better than it was when i found it, even if nothing i've done amounts to any more than a crumb in the life of an ant i wouldn't step on. i've traded a balcony for a bed, and still i feel the urge to jump. because i know i won't break. i'll bounce. 220209 what's it to you? who go blather from