schemes from above

Just hung the dying eucalyptus that was left alive on my porch "stoop" a week ago. There were all these things I wanted to say tonight, about oracles and deserts, the feeling of walking sideways, the etch of sacrifice. Life has been at a slant this past week, but frankly, I am more in favor of welcoming tiredness right now, so I will have to save these passages for tomorrow.

Good night.

~A.