It was just me and Nu last night...

The news is full of bombs, so of course there were bombs in my dream.

Bombs were falling from the sky, and I was digging something out of the car, Nu was terrified of the bombs and said she was going to hide with the others (not family--the other war victims/refugees) in the ditches, so I tell her ok, go--I'll come join you in just a second. Except I didn't notice in which direction she headed off. So I keep calling her name on the outskirts of every crowd of people, but don't hear her call back to me. I keep doing this for hours... may be days. Until finally, a poor woman with many children (aren't we all poor by this point?) tells me that she remembers Nu and that even as she ran away from the car, "a bomb took her." It had happened the minute we'd parted and I hadn't known. The woman is telling me that she tried to reach her but couldn't, that she remembers her "large, wide eyes."

I looked at the expiry dates on everyone's passports when I woke up. The kids need to renew next year.

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school counselor call + Cesar Sayoc + upcoming travel + Yemen + Gaza + refugees from Honduras + Life + work stress + Adnan Kashoggi + mom and sis traveling to Dubai

In the Machines

The ghosts call me late
most nights, rocking
the cradle of the landline

we never use. I never pick up
but I see their faces vaporize
in my icy breath,

their empty mouths asking
You put away all the leftovers? 
Do you know who we are?

I can see their mouths form it,
feel their curses touch my body
I mumble irritably

and try to solve their hungry
riddle, without magic:
pointing them to the fridge

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Fragment

Hopping on the threshold I can taste
the sunshines of every past and future
tears magnify all my dreams

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Brilliant Skies

I was so happy to have At back for the night, the sky seemed even more brilliant than usual

We took this on the way home.

On the way back to school, we had a giant buttery moon and a perfectly mirrored sunrise on the Maple River (not pictured). He reminded me I used to tell them to take "a deep breath of beauty" when we used to cross the river everyday.

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Love (Birthday Edition)

#EnVie (which sounds like ennui when I say it)

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Please Make This Stop

Why does this song follow me around the 90s, 2000s, alt, and pop channels and the supermarket too?

Staaaahpp.

#NoMeansNo
#VeryVeryNo

Overheard at the Bookstore

The sweetly giggly baby dykes are practically snuggling on the couch as I pass through the section. I'm avoiding eye contact--trying not to make them feel uncomfortable. As I get closer I try not to smile as I overhear them protesting to each other about how bad they are at flirting "I'm the worst!" "OMG, have you seen me, *I* am the worst!"

Some furious whispering.

And then sudden silence.

I look around and they're both looking directly at me. I raise my brow and ask: Is everything ok?

In chorus: "We love the buttons on your purse!"

Don't know why, but that just made me smile for the rest of the day. I'm such a fan of young people.

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