i'm catsitting for sophia and aurora, and i'm working a lot at the cheese shop. i went to dovie's friendsgiving, up in harlem. here's are some things i'm thankful for:
orange subway seats, pretty girls, bottle openers that attach to your keychain, and my big green jacket.
dovie and their silliness, good music in my wired headphones that i really stole from taylor, my long legs, cold air, sophia & aurora sticking around on purpose, people who tip at work, the people who laid the tile in the subways, my warm bed, the corkboard i found on the sidewalk, my teachers and classmates that help me learn, pri and the stable instability of the n.s.f.p., my relatively working brain, and my working hands.
dove, for being a person in my house, dogs, especially ones on the train and poking their noses into the cheese shop, every person i've ever stared at on the train, my parents & their ever-giving unconditional belief and support, my meds, sometimes, mostly.
hot water in the shower, the job i like, the rats for running around, wood that makes wood things, my boots that make me feel tall, having jackson & the years that mean i can call jackson my brother, denim, my time and movement being my own, stickers that peel, all the time by the ocean and under trees that i can draw on for peace, dogs in backpacks, chewing gum, and music in subway stations (good or bad).
people who write books and stories, being able to draw little things, the movies that are always there, my mom's joy and laughter and happiness, old lesbians (especially angela, from q.f.c.), big bags, my glasses, cedar smell, oranges, the sun coming up every single day, and people's faces when they're alone and happy in public.
rugs on bare feet, boys who are nice to look at and don't talk, i.e., the cute high boy at work today, when a train is coming in 1 minute, being able to forget things and feelings (the comforts of time passing).
people who play the guitar really well, the east river, the red leaves in the lang courtyard, when someone else forgives, calling on the phone, green beans, lights at nighttime, especially across a body of water, the really thin and stretched thread tying me to summer lombard, batman, and noticing patterns.
the freedom to move my body any way i want to, even weird ways, clean dishes and a clean counter, madonna, a wet carrot, all the words i know, the money i don't have to think about, soil, videos taken under the water, people who show up and are earnest and are themselves and try, being and feeling like a lucky person, and the big moon.
anyone taking care of some land. when you see something through something, like a window or a fence, low quality images, drunk texts (receiving, not sending).