reverie v. reality

I don't know what I want to say.

I find it in odd places: fractals of rain, a pond I pass by in the morning, the window of a house, the curve of the glass.

Despite dabbling in the video game world throughout my childhood, I have never been what anyone might call an incredible gamer.

When I find myself shying away from writing again, I try to go back to my first few posts and remind myself of my reasons for starting.

• • nine • • I try too hard to make the words pretty; lose the truth in the shine of my polished poetics.

I dreamt the moon fell from the sky, into my hands, and you were in it: little lightning bug in a clear jar.

On the drive home from work, the deep greens of the roadside ditches are flush with pale orange stars: day lilies, my online search tells me.

Last night, I dreamt of a movie that doesn’t exist: The Long and Slow Unpeeling of an Orange.

Trout, Fawn, and Pepper1 are coming over tonight to celebrate Fawn's birthday.

Thank you, Kayla, for the tag on Ava's Bear Blog Question Challenge (+ Silly Questions for Fun from Dabi)!!!