Korean Angelica Today

I'm okay.

The strangest thing, well maybe not so much, but my ex partner called me first thing to make sure I was safe. Then another former roommate of mine called to say she was on Portland and 36th and trees were down everywhere. Sirens were going off and I had a quiche in the oven and tomato chutney cooking away on the stove and the rain poured and there was a sense of calmness about it all.

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Old Girl

Sometimes

The
air
conditioner
whirred.
The
heat
of
summer
ripened
tomatoes.
Sweat
trickled
from
my
pores.
Reflection
came
easy.
Such
a
lovely
time
I
thought.
I
am
always
amazed
when
souls
come
into
contact
with
mine.
Souls
that
are
old
friends.
Tiffany
was
her
name.
Our
hearts
immediately
contacted
each
other.
It
was
no
surprise
to
me
that
I
would
catch
her
attempting
to
see
the
world
in
a
different
perspective.
She
would
close
one
eye
and
curl
her
fingers
up
and
place
this
hand
over
her
open
eye
to
create
her
own
little
view
finder.
A
construction
worker
hit
a
gas
main
and
the
building
had
to
be
evacuated.
We
sat
in
the
shade
of
a
pine.
The
sun's
heat
causing
vapors
to
rise
from
concrete.
She
crawled
onto
my
lap
and
fell
asleep.
Everything
seemed
right.

The Crickets have Begun to Chirp

It
really
is
about
the
presence
of
time.
Wandering
about.
Travel
with
thoughts
and
love
waiting
at
the
end.
Surprise
visits.
Projects.
Watching
fish.
And
never
being
concerned
that
time
will
escape.
To
hold
on
to
that.
This
is
the
challenge.