Venus Rising

Even in the storm, Venus rising behind the tall Doug fir across the street and it's a small thing to hold onto, one distant planet, reflecting sunlight: evidence of the long game, indifference, physics and a receptacle for all the meaning we want to project onto it.

        but I'll take whatever I can get right now

Being happy is a choice, they say, but how many things are you addicted to in your happiness? What are you willing to go without? How long does it take you to hollow out your kneecap with a spoon?

For all her worrying, my  mother couldn't protect us. I don't think her mother even tried. To this day when she sees an old man and a granddaughter, she shivers and swallows hard.

        so yes, the morning sky and every cliched metaphor you want to throw at it

                I'll take it, I'll take it all