April 14, 2021
Midnight. The silence of the house. Computer fans. The whir of the refrigerator. The general sound of air moving through enclosed space.
A repeating muscle spasm in my chest.
Thinking of my friend spending tonight in the emergency room. All the comings and goings and noises of a space that never sleeps.
April 27, 2021
Midnight and cool breeze through open windows
(lilac in the air this afternoon)
The temporary novelty of bare skin on sandals
Sitting with the impossibility of comprehending the totality of the full moon
May 2, 2021
Wind and onions cooking
Instant time travel
The kitchen in Turrucares
Mincing onions in a processor
And peeling garlic left my fingers sticking together