Gravity
Grief lies close to the roots of laughter.
Both love the cabin open to the traveler,
The ocean apple wrapped in its own leaves.
How can I be close to you if I'm not sad?
The animal pads where no one walks.
There is a gladness in the not-caring
Of the bear's cabin; and in the gravity
That makes the stone laugh down the mountain.
Illustration by Blair Thornley



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