“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

7.26.2014

you just slip out the back, jack


sometimes in the mornings, there are black moths waiting in a row across the top of my white bathroom curtains, settled next to each other close to the new day's sun, caught indoors the night before when i closed the doors and closed the windows and shushed the lights.  i open the window and they are gone.  disappeared before my very eyes.

the art of leaving.
perfected.

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3 comments:

  1. this is exquisite writing.

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  2. yes. perfected by your words and your ever-watchful eye. and i adore this image.

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  3. this morning was a butterfly waiting on the window. buttterflies have not perfected that leaving thing.

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