Isn't it so pretty
The moon is beautiful tonight
The clouds are parting
The moon's come out.
I had a good day. How are you?
Tomorrow's the 4th of July. Want to—
you're tired. Stay in, then? Sorry—
that's my alarm. I need to go.
Did you like that post I sent you
You like The Hobbit, right? (I know you do)
Time spent with you is a treasure
Do you want to go out tonight? I'm tired, but
How was your evening? Your classes?
No classes today, right? The ferries
and smallboats and kayaks are trussed
with lights. They'll be on the lake tonight
(past the locks, where the seals glide like missiles)
Your eyes are beautiful
I love when you talk about your newest passion
Please tell me more
Do you think we could
We don't have fireflies here but
Let's go to the lake.
The grass is cool. Mom used to take me here
when I was too young to remember. Now I get
to bring you here too. I can see the stars in the water—
aren't they pretty? They're like fireflies.
I know it's cold but
It's late, yes, but
I know. I know. It's okay. Another year?
I bet we could find another time to
You are running a fever. Are you sick again? Are you
are you okay? I'm sorry. I feel responsible.
Me too. Let's go home.
I've never seen fireflies. Only replicas at the science museum
and in books and movies. Take this end of the string lights—
here, plug it in. Let's turn out the light, just for a moment because
if you do it just so, string just wobbly enough and flicker set just right—
I can see the lights in your eyes. You're gorgeous
and warm, and I love you. How are you feeling?
The rain sounds different on this roof. Do you miss it?
Entangle the limbs and feel the heat and weight of bodies—
it's good to spend time together. I missed you.
We have fancy earl grey. I constructed a chair from premade parts this morning. It was too loud and last night the washer and dryer did not stop their racket until 1am.