entry 7/26/26

Have you ever seen the sun and the moon in the sky at the same time? / I am in that space where shadows shake hands / say what you want young thing no one is listening / I am counting the bottles he has emptied / the places where his pain is planted so it doesn’t take root in his children / there is this resentment married to awareness, sounds something like “it’s all their fault” and “it’s all mine” / but if I erase him there is no her / and if there is no her, there is no me.