6.6.24 New Moon

physical objects as notes

The string of bells that hung above us on the arch your dad made us days before our wedding day— resting on the mirror we bought for this new home

Flower petal confetti found throughout the house, the woman who arranged my bouquet has the same name my granny had, she too also greets me with a big big smile, contagious

A heat wave runs through the week, the wind comes at night, everything swaying

Dancing dancing dancing, this upward spiraling joy