A lesson in forgetting:
the past always heals faster
when you’re not looking.
The way we try and hold
onto memories like they are more
than water. The way we look
into the pools of our past
searching for minnows,
searching for fish.
A lesson in remembering:
the water is always smoother
in retrospect. Where are the waves?
Where are the currents?
The way in which we tell ourselves
we could do it again. Dive in again.
Make it out alive.
your voice touched me in my sleep;
I woke up thinking about waterfalls.