Monday, June 23, 2025

The doors in the house only close
properly when summer
reaches peak heat and the air hangs
like a wet towel
around our necks. They click
into place, their mechanics catching
like old friends who haven’t chatted
in a minute
but still know how to fit
into each other’s breaths, still feel
the warmth in their embrace.


love notes
a ritual to start the week

Christopher Shepard