journal

angelfish

windchimes on a pale porch, opening your eyes under water, silver scales glittering on your hands

commodore

the sound of breaking glass, sunshine that's too bright, the beach on a windy day

detritus

the smell of too much smoke, the heat of the sun on a day that's already too hot, an oil spill on pavement

ptolemaic

quiet in the forest, feeling of moss on a log, the breeze swaying tall grass in a field

satellite

eggs on a sizzling pan, cicadas in the summer, jumping in puddles on a rainy day

tourniquet

the smell of iron, the weight of cold metal, the taste of tears