Body Broken
I wonder, with my body and your body and so many other bodies on this planet, how much we break the body of space that surrounds us daily. I think about the way we exchange the air we breathe with the abounding atmosphere in our inhales and exhales, how they pollute the rising horizons and the fading paper-mâché fantasies with equally paper-mâché people. Just two days ago at the diner I used to often visit,…