acceptance
peaceful spring night: the mouse gives itself to the jaws of the dancing cat.
peaceful spring night: the mouse gives itself to the jaws of the dancing cat.
late spring full moon. my neighbor’s cough lands on my hand: a single raindrop
quiet moonlit night: the cat, wasting no time, stalks the moon’s reflection
it’s worth celebrating– the tree in the parking strip no longer needs its prop
unseasonably hot, the language is unfamiliar, but the joy is unmistakable