It always happens
on an average day...

The boy in the house with the blue
door buys nail polish at the corner store...

They were there to rescue me,
and you may ask, what from...

At dawn, thrushes and finches
decorate her windowsill...

I listen to your signal -
synthwaves on a sailboat...

I picked up the letter on
the dresser, leaving behind...

The lace hung from the rafters,
a piece stuck in time...

I am perpetually waking up
from the impact of you...

On that October eve,
I was like a gazelle...

Before her, I'd never really believed in magic, in...
fiery presence and power igniting the air. It was...

I tried to picture the scene
before the chaos, before the badges...

You want me to go out
into the world...