I once read a cab driver a poem
Luciferase reacts with oxygen, and those lightening bugs and click beetles glow. I heard this last night, horizontal in bed, with the first cold slipping in through the windows, and one of those nature shows. This was the first time in months I slept under covers. Do you have Luciferase? Is it stuck between your teeth? You smile. You hit the air, and —
"A precise emotion needs a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise then should I call it love? …. I am desperately looking the other way so that love won’t see me."
Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body. (Always close by)
Realizing you’ve out grown something but haven’t quite grown into the next thing yet, or, how to climb in after climbing out.
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I celebrated my one year anniversary in the city last week. These are some pictures I took the first week I lived here, apartment hunting. Packing up my first apartment here, getting ready to move to another a few train stops up. I didn’t know what it looked like when I first moved here, and I still don’t know. But, it’s been one hell of a few hundred days. Making it through the winter deserves it’s own merit badge, and that goes to any of you Chicago dwellers. I’m going to do my best to stay defrosted and on my toes this next one.
35mm // July (pt. 2) I am outside & they are inside
35mm // July.