Why I make lists
Attention is religion
There are such tender things in this chaos, so many fragile things. I cannot save them, I can do so little to curb the violence of existing, but I can notice. I can see them. I can appreciate a small bit of life when I see it, how perfect it is, how bravely it moves through the world.
Anyway here’s a poem.
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