We become most what we most give our attention

Read Blue Like Jazz

Beef and broccoli with a side of white rice
Crab rangoons
Steamed dumplings

Monet train station painting – warm yellows, cool blues

Heather – tennis elbow
Stacie sister – Andrea, chest pains, fainted.
Cardiologist apt end of month

Harp, harpoon, harp on

the way the word filament looks exactly how it sounds

Buy organic tampons ?

I’m crying over a woman
whose mother put on a roast one morning
and passed away that afternoon.
The family gathered around the table that evening
and ate one last meal
their mother made them

I’m falling in love with the granularity of strangers

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I have almost nothing in common with my
six-years-ago self, except that she wrote
We all have grief on our resume
and if I can’t remember the dream
I wanted to tell Sarah,
or even which Sarah I meant,
how can I be
the same person?

Show me how to piece myself together.
Show me how these fragments
make up a stranger.