February 26, 2013

It’s taking me over, she said, and that’s quite hard
to do. Sure, it’s hard like the rain. But I look up what
it takes to make rain. Wild. The process is beyond

my comprehension. Insanity is also an unknown one to me.
I feel very grounded. She picks the chicken out of her salad–
deliberately–and eats only that, about. The face gets a glow

even when lights are off.
I think it’s taking us all over, I said, my face super serious.
She smiled and seemed to like that answer.

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