places i see love:
– the fine curled hairs at the nape of your neck
– the pattern of your fingernails
– a baby’s hand wrapped around a single finger
– the particular sorrow that can only come from loneliness or fear of it
– ripples in water
– trumpeter swan families in northern minnesota
– sunsets that hurt because you aren’t here to see them with me
– girls who are honest and embrace each other’s jagged edges in defiance of all they’ve been taught
– in me and in you, still trying