A lone coconut tree.
The word Tathātā.
A woman’s wrist.
The flickering of airplane lights.
This Catullus quote:
I hate and I love
Why do I, you ask?
I don’t know, but it’s happening
and it hurts.
The old man selling fruits outside McDonald’s.
A stranger’s knowing smile.
When people open/close doors real slow so they don’t wake you up.
Holding hands.
A distinct laugh.
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