i cannot imagine what it is like to be blind
to be unable to see people's fingertips
or faces
or the little furrows between their eyes
or how jonathan's hands handle everything with this clumsy sort of grace
that is just impossible to describe in words,
the only way to describe it,
like so many things,
is in an image.
i've had a lot on my plate.
my body is recovering from catostrophic events
and is healing properly, my heart, however
may take longer.
you can't carry it with you if you want to survive.
thats what they tell me anyway.
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