wild violet sightings

and the day begins with
me on my mat yoga-ing in the recently inherited
cosmic burger & fries leggings
_______

cynthia’s rice muffin recipe clipped
to fridge as i devour one and then
the half of another with my tomato soup
at lunch
_______

with a glimmer in her eyes mica
reports wild violet sightings
_______

bigass burgers we laugh/joke about
the bigass (veggie) burgers and bigass buns
tyler made for dinner
_______

everyone gathering at window to glimpse huge
bird perched in garden shed peach tree
which turns out to be a robin
_______

how when i close my eyes on the phone
with corinne i see a sea of dead nettle
(some with tiny purple flowers)
which i spent most of my hoophouse morning
eradicating
_______
honna’s name in sharpie on my
hand fading but not yet gone at
the end of the day
_______

the bed-scuttling bug i squish
(which is what i never do with bugs)
thinking that it might be a cone-nosed bloodsucker
and how i say thank you and sorry
at the same time

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