“Free evening newspaper” by Sasha on her couch


Tuesday March 11, 2014
11:43pm
5 minutes
the to.night street box

We are more beautiful when we’re writing
When our ink is flowing
When we aren’t thinking about what we need from the grocery store
Or spilling chilli oil on the leg of our favourite black pants
(How can black get blacker with a stain?)
We are more alive when we’re moving
Fluid and fast
Slow and steady
Our bodies know what’s right and what’s off
Off centre
Off balance
“Is the apple cider in the fridge off?”
We try to tell our futures in the free evening newspaper
“Gemini”
and
“Cancer”
We try to read the stars
Like palms we know and love
Like hands we hold when the cold comes back