remembering remembering, or trying to

This place is freezing, and I don’t know if it’s the lack of your presence or the AC set to 70, but I curl myself back into this twin duvet and let my own warmth suffice. The excess bedding nestled in my arms, I hold onto a fuzzy memory of you. Your face is vague…

salted ocean, salted skies

it’s my first time back in these waters since you died and the sky has yet to clear. Sanibel skies mourn you, too.