LITTLE THINGS
Cheyenne Miller Photos by Eh Paw
I FALL INTO A MORNING alternate this one beside you: cool flannel sheets, orange curtains fire with morning sun. your head on my shoulder again. truest true north, discovered. white whale—caught.
I FALL BACK DOWN YOUR step-dad’s stairs, sixteen again, and find you this time sitting there: This time, I stay after the party. this time, I'm not afraid to hold your hand as you hold back my hair. I dream I fall into that forever:
YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE ALL THE LITTLE THINGS
we get up to— grocery lists, holidays, bake sales, business trips. anniversaries and matching grave plots—
YOU WOULDN'T
BELIEVE HOW MANY little things this timeline lost.