2013-10-15 - 9:06 a.m.
canvas sky, muslin tree
i look at him and think, "why are you so far away? how are you even farther away than my friends on the other side of the earth?"
i don't say a word, and of course he doesn't either. when he blinks those silent film eyes, he's like a ghost that flickers on a screen.
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reading: forms and supporting documentation.
listening to: autumn insects.
working on: a grant application.
in the garden: the leaves on the norway maple have started to fall.