prediction

 

 

The Farmer’s Almanac was his Bible

 

It was going to be a harsh winter

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a neighborhood story

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

secret gardens and satellite dishes

 

 

“I always wanna sit down with my mom and talk bout old neighborhood stories.”
Jordan Hoechlin

 

 

 

 

the key

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Home, imagined, comes to be. It is real, realer than any other place, but you can’t get to it unless your people show you how to imagine it  – whoever your people are. They may not be your relatives. They may never have spoken your language. They may have been dead for a thousand years. They may be nothing but words printed on paper, ghosts of voices, shadows of minds. But they can guide you home.”

 

~ Ursula K. Le Guin

 

 

 

 

 

questioning

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I’m not sure which matters more—where the seed comes from, or where it takes root and grows.”

~ Zetta Elliott

 

 

 

 

 

 

spill

 

 

 

 

 

summer in your house
the morning light poured in
spilling on the chenille
like warm milk

dishes clattering in the kitchen
as you made breakfast