theredoesnotexist: (crow)
Stone fruits are back in season.
I’ve been standing on bridges and scaring myself.
I’ve been buying plums on blue-skied afternoons.
It feels good to consume something so fleeting.
When you look over the railing at the water and know it isn’t cold enough
You’re sort of glad it isn’t
You sort of wish it was.
It’s beautiful out. Everyone agrees.
Everyone likes nectarines.
It’s harder to go over in spring.
It’s harder to be grateful.

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