Joy in small things.
A person very close to me gave me excellent advice to take joy in small things.
Night; and once again,
while I wait for you, cold wind
turns into rain.
- Shiki
My arm is warmed by the sun
feeding you ravioli.
Your trembling hand, useless as an infant's.
I taste the soft saucy square as you swallow.
- Chica
Night; and once again,
while I wait for you, cold wind
turns into rain.
- Shiki
My arm is warmed by the sun
feeding you ravioli.
Your trembling hand, useless as an infant's.
I taste the soft saucy square as you swallow.
- Chica


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