The Darkness Lifts, Imagine
Alternative titles: school is kicking my ass, all my friends are punk rock guitar players, offseason life, the birds are singing -- Packed powder in winter turns to ice in the spring mummontappokeli – grandma-killing weather, I’m told as we gingerly pick our way down the sidewalk laugh so hard I slip this season does not discriminate by age. -- Mist lay thick in the trees under glowing grey sky I walk to school in this weather March entwines October ghosts of fall resurface in spring and versions of myself from past seasons come closer, I remember iterated and reiterated -- Woke up this morning to stiff muscles and popping joints Yesterday at the skate park learning how to drop in feet on board on lip of halfpipe Ose tells me falling forward is infinitely better than falling backward Take his hands, stomp down jumbled limbs and board and twisting and air and ground coming up behind me Ose towards me a moment of oh god infinite millisecond later we loo...