21. Little Deaths/Delights

Mothers Mothers Mothers

Hello hello

I am writing to you from the back of a car off of a plane from Kansas.

On my second flight, the sun was setting and the plane was drenched in the most beautiful pink and orange clouds. While walking through baggage claim, I heard a man behind me complain that our side of the flight was dark. But I was in awe of the sun’s reflection off of the…