I gave Bill a haircut today. Now he’s bigger than ever.
Bill, my desk plant, keeps growing. He won’t stop growing. Dear God, make him stop growing. Continue reading morning coffee // A Third Inexplicable Leaf
It was a snug fit, but I managed to pull myself up from the bottom of the lunch box. Continue reading morning coffee // What I Saw at the Top
How much time passes at the bottom of a lunch box? Minutes? Hours? None at all?
My lunch is gone. I didn’t eat it.
That window is oppressive. Continue reading morning coffee // The Light in the Window
It’s raining outside, I think. I can’t tell. Continue reading morning coffee // The Window
The oak leaf I pinned to my cubicle wall has begun to root–without soil, water, or sunlight. Continue reading Morning coffee, 8.22.17