Balcony Musings, Inside and Out. NKW, 2020.
#dayeleven
The clouds are beautiful right now. I can hear laughter from the courtyard, in amongst the #lofi I have grafted into the soundtrack of my experience. A peeped shot from another balcony island.
I am fractured.
I am incredibly lucky; I am safe, and gifted with the luxury of time in a society that awards it only in exchange for money. And, indeed, in this period in which I can do nothing but linger in endless moments with a loved one, remain at home and paint emotions I cannot voice to my heart’s content, I risk the inability to pay my rent. The option to be able to see family has been snatched from fingers that did not know they should clench or close or try to hold onto what has already left. Certainty feels like a memory, a skewed reflection from slanted windows of the sunset outside. I should go inside.
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