In an abandoned History/Art museum with a friend. Telling her she has to see the Chicago room where it’s Union Station windows and a large dark painting of cherub-style pub life. Staying in a new apartment building that houses students. Taking a bath and noticing a gap in the wall where I can see through […]
standing in an airport. helping a stranger by holding their triplet infants wrapped in white blankets. their full moon heads so soft and perfect against me while they sleep.