I remember fingers in my hair,
silly boy.
I remember grief, sadness and fear.
I remember anger being replaced with humility,
after one kind gesture.
I remember the importance of curiosity,
for new stories, and the learning of new things.
I remember the importance of tending to the weight of living.
I leave knowing there are sparkles ahead.
And sparkles, have in my experience, always been good.
Sparkling water, kitschy glitter,
flirtatious eye makeup, morning dew,
caramel bubbles, rice crispies,
and a many more things,
an absolute abundance.
I’m positive.
Liquidity
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