Stars in her hair, and my smelly dog

Day 207. Random Notes from my phone to a coffee buddy (a squib)

1.I remained silent all morning, running the tips of my left hand in to the seam of the space between Kear’s scapula and my full heart.

2.”I remained silent all morning, in my waking, running the tips of my left hand in to the seam of the space between her scapula and her empty heart.” — Duchess of Orange 🍊

3.Headed up to Union Square Farmers Market to b…