valentine's day, reinvention, and a lifetime of baths
It is exhausting work being a bridge, and a wonderful realization that you don't have to be. Enjoy experimenting with new architecture!! A poem I love by Jennifer Willoughby says "There is so much violence in reconstruction. Every minute is grisly, but I have to participate. I am building what I cannot break." as always, the connective imagery & textures of your writing remain gorgeous (highways as shoelaces & diners as eyelets is brilliant. And it's so beautifully looped into the narrative) with "I start playing a game of metaphors—" to "How could I?" as a perfect example. Lovely work!