from each crevice,
oozing and pooling
of smooth surfaces
(stainless steel, formica, polished
coagulates and coats
in sticky soft secretion.
With the darkness comes anxiety.
Another year passed and what have I done with my life?
Thanksgiving used to be a neutral sum game - positive, even. My annual hike with mom before the big meal - a calming, subtly reassuring ritual.
And that's still fine and good, but this year, this Thanksgiving, things have shifted.
M and I met 5 years ago, October.
We spent our first Thanksgiving together at mom's soon after, no expectations, no worries, just letting that day, like any other, unfold.
Relationship-wise, I didn't see it, long term. Just thought we'd have some interesting conversations for a while.
I guess we did, didn't we?