Admiring the shades of the rising sun.
Feeding on buttered bread and poetry.
Floating on my back in a mountain lake,
cool and full of sunlight.
Biting into forbidden fruit and pecking at
walnut kernels.
Walking alone in the forest in spring.
My giant wings carry me fast and far.
Savoring my grandmother’s ratatouille
and pan‑fried sole.
Sharing a cheese board and my thin
apple **** together.
Playing cards as a family and reading to my
children, cuddled under the duvet.
Devouring an almond croissant and a
thick hot chocolate.
Listening to Florence and the Machine,
The Beatles, Rosemary Standley, The Doors, Nina Simone and so many others in a scalding bath.
Cooking Thai coconut milk soup for the people I love.
Rereading Letters to a Young Poet by Rilke.
Meditating lying down under pink clouds.
Coming undone in pleasure, then writing
through the night without stopping.
Leaving in smoke to join the Milky Way.
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 4:10 PM UTC
Admiring the shades of the rising sun.
Feeding on buttered bread and poetry.
Floating on my back in a mountain lake,
cool and full of sunlight.
Biting into forbidden fruit and pecking at
walnut kernels.
Walking alone in the forest in spring.
My giant wings carry me fast and far.
Savoring my grandmother’s ratatouille
and pan‑fried sole.
Sharing a cheese board and my thin
apple **** together.
Playing cards as a family and reading to my
children, cuddled under the duvet.
Devouring an almond croissant and a
thick hot chocolate.
Listening to Florence and the Machine,
The Beatles, Rosemary Standley, The Doors, Nina Simone and so many others in a scalding bath.
Cooking Thai coconut milk soup for the people I love.
Rereading Letters to a Young Poet by Rilke.
Meditating lying down under pink clouds.
Coming undone in pleasure, then writing
through the night without stopping.
Leaving in smoke to join the Milky Way.
