Your piece stages service as love with disarming clarity: the orange on a plate reads like a vow measured in peel, pith, and strings. “Lie on me” is ballast and consent in the same breath, and the confession about partners researching the illness reframes literacy as devotion-learn the facts, carry them together. You give it texture and consequence without spectacle.
I leave with a practice: peel with attention, place with care, and measure the day by how well two people keep each other from drifting.
wow this is so beautiful these r things i never thought anyone could put into words
thank you 😍😍😍
Hi - this was perfect for my new love up state..particularly enjoyed the everyday intimacy of this
observation “…watching someone put a toothbrush in their mouth and lean up against the doorframe so they in turn can watch you”…lovely stuff
Oh Nick! That warms my heart. Cheers to you and your new romance!
this is one of my new favorites of yours!
Alexis! Thank you! 🌸💓
So beautiful. Thank you.
Thank YOU for reading!
This was an absolute joy to read. Thank you
The ending: But going anywhere showed me how to be here. Where I can give those parts freely.
Wow
Is there any better way than to reference the journey of life and presence in two sentences? This was so good.
Oh my gosh, what a compliment. Thanks Rachel! <3
Thank you.
thank YOU!
absolutely stunning
wow, i’m glad you liked it!
Your piece stages service as love with disarming clarity: the orange on a plate reads like a vow measured in peel, pith, and strings. “Lie on me” is ballast and consent in the same breath, and the confession about partners researching the illness reframes literacy as devotion-learn the facts, carry them together. You give it texture and consequence without spectacle.
I leave with a practice: peel with attention, place with care, and measure the day by how well two people keep each other from drifting.
Thank you for taking the time to read & comment!