One Place

Have you ever looked out the window and just knew what the air would feel like, just by sight? Today’s draft comes from wondering where that idea comes from.

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedMy mother looks out the window and says: It looks hot out there. Be careful. Move slowly. Drink water. Wait a while until the sun goes down. This is how I learned you can see hot,smell cold, feel the color green. It is how I learned all paths lead back to the same one place.And ever since,I slip into that place in sleephold it in my hands and as I wakewatch it dissolve --sugar crystals in a rainstorm --