crumbs kerry always a push and pull with you. maybe i am asking for too much. when you didn't call me for a month i assumed it was because you didn't want to speak to me. she said it was the opposite, that you were afraid i wouldn't want to speak to you. what to me looks like a crumb is apparently a boulder to you. when i reach out you recoil, as if instead of reaching for you, i am going to try to hurt you, punch you in the gut. perhaps i should just be grateful for these crumbs. perhaps this reaching is just a bad habit i need to break. 211029 ... raze there are no ants to eat them or carry them away. only the improvised broom of one cotton-covered foot, and the unanswerable question of what they belonged to before they fell. 241002 what's it to you? who go blather from