It happens slowly at first, the way the tiniest roots break out of the seed.
Tiny changes happening one at a time and then all at once.
You are a different person than you were a year ago, a month ago, a moment ago.
You are becoming.
Month: April 2019
NPM 7
There used to be a Pizza Hut on North and Western.
“Is it those millenniums at it again?”
“I think you mean millenials.”
“I heard they don’t like chains.”
First they came for Applebees, now they’ve come for pizza.
“No one is killing pizza.”
The area is changing.
They call it gentrification.
There’s no room there for a Pizza Hut from the 80s when you could build overpriced condos.
“Hey, do you remember when I gave you a ride there on the back of my bike?”
“Oh yeah, to the Pizza Hut on Western and North.”
NPM 6
Open space.
Rays of light.
There’s potential here.
Over here a couch.
In this space a table.
Imagine laughter here.
And conversation there.
Long afternoons writing just here.
Picture it.
Maybe just maybe this could be home.
NPM 5
“You don’t say very much.”
“I don’t need to,” you reply.
I nod because you’re right and I bite into my wrap.
“Hey look at this.” You show me your phone and smile as I laugh at the image. You turn back around and focus on your food again.
Quick exchanges.
Laughs and smiles.
Lunch is better when you’re comfortable enough not to talk.
NPM 4
Where is your home, little one?
Are you lost?
It’s ok. Take my hand. I’ll lead you to the promised land.
Do you need a home, somewhere to stay?
A place where you know, you’ll always be safe?
What is home?
A feeling or place?
Come with me, we’ll find it together, wherever it may be.
The Secret Life of Pandas 