A photo of Jack and Daisy by Sasha at her desk

Sunday January 11, 2015
5 minutes

Jack and Daisy

When we walk out, you’re laughing
One of your hands is covering your mouth and the other is holding mine
My other hand is in my pocket
We are moving like clouds move
We are making yes shapes with our bodies
Leaning in
We are smiling not only with our mouths but with our chests
Our feet
The roots of our hair
You smell a bit of oregano
A bit of vanilla
A bit of something I cannot name
You trip over a crack in the sidewalk
And I catch you