What a great city you live in.
Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other.
Today I dyed my hair red but it came out more brown.
Today I wished this kid I knew once Happy Birthday.
Today I listened to nothing but the Mary Poppins soundtrack and Fun.’s first album that no one even likes.
Today I read a few diary entries of Sylvia Plath’s to the baby and she cried but probably because she was hungry and not because I was making her sad.
Today I tried to kiss V at least a few times before the day completely ran out and I did even though he kept rubbing his eyes because he was sleepy.
Today I made it home before midnight.
Today wasn’t bad at all.
He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you
but he thinks
this is a lie, so he says in the end
you’re dead, nothing can hurt you
which seems to him
a more promising beginning, more true.
-Louise Gluck, from ”Myth of Devotion”