Time of transition. Seasons of rhyming.the cycles. The changes. Comfort.

 I turn on the timer for pizza. Pizza zelo.

Soon I’ll go to synagogue. Christine kisses me in the kitchen.

The dryer is running. 



Form storm reform perform


Meeting Ron for lunch.

When I first met you your whole aura was as if you were gripped by the presence of extreme stress.

You were made of high stress.

Through your marriage to Chris, yes. Extreme stress.


My mother was dying, I was making sure my brother was being raised well. Sometimes I felt guilty to 

Live the life I wanted because they were sick and vulnerable.

7 years without sleep. Children and sick cats.


I had clay.




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