the remainder

Fortify yourself with contentment: that is an impregnable stronghold.
—Epictetus, Fragments

WHAT A RIDE, Oakland, January 2022

Let’s look at the ocean until we grow old and
drag the thread of time in between murmurations
as their shadows break the bright winter sky.
To our west, memory spools present tense
as a setting sun moves into its next future.
We are movements of repetitions, constellations,
imaginary museums, ancient light.
Out of all the days and all the cumulative years,
what we hold together is dedicated to what remains.

Author: ginger k. hintz

All the suspense of being on your knees, heaven spread.

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