i like new things.
i like tables where the chairs don’t quite match,
i like being pressed closer to a stranger than i ever have to my friends,
i like the indent that concrete leaves in my skin after i get up from the curb i’ve been sitting on.
i like medrona trees.
i like that they grow in every direction but down.
i still get scared when the ground shakes and i can feel the earth moving. i can feel the texture of seaweed touching my skin. it is still 2017. i have not yet left my home for the day.
the more i age the more i see us all turning into our mothers.
love this line, "i like being pressed closer to a stranger than i ever have to my friends", a simple idea but i could never put it into words