The ceramic cup sits directly on the coffee table. The hot moisture seeping from the base sure to leave a circle shaped reminder upon the wood. I don’t care. Steam shoots from the clear liquid within the cup, one form transforming to another, ghosting its former state, adding particles to and changing the air it […]
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Returning to the Outdoors
This morning my legs carried me, to the peaks of mountains. Not long ago, my ears heard no sound of commotion. At a quarter past nine, my hands could touch the skies. As the sun rose through the clouds, I could smell the pines. Not long after dawn, I gazed down upon valleys. As midday […]