Ritual of rupture

You build a life piece by piece, and then it rips away in a landslide.

People think moving means you cheat your self a little, get a fresh start that dumps you further on the road to self-development. That’s not what it is. Moving tears away what’s been covering your little love of a pin-prick place. It’s a reckoning of evidence:

seven crooked candles in a cocoa tin,
the lettuce wildly seeding in the garden,
lids which have…