we're anything brighter than even the sun 1
i want to build a home inside this day—with its glowing pollen and lush pillows of green thriving— and my home will be roofless because i don’t believe in hiding from the rain. the deciduous trees are so thankful to be clothed by leaves again; they’re modest, you see. how marvelous it must be to bloom alone. perennial dusk, i want you to teach me how to live without expectations. there is something so pure about the way night and day trust each other—there is never a question of when their next rendezvous will be.
ALISON PREVO
1 A quote from an e.e. cummings poem, called Adult Nursery Rhymes.