There's magic in this world and I'm learning how to find it.
On a hot day, mist gathers in the meat aisle and I drift through it.
On a cold one, steam rises from my skin.
Look, how water makes my face shine and my hair sleek. Look how it trickles and falls, in tears and exhalations.
It's all magic, everywhere, and it's asking me to come outside:
look for where it's hiding, on a mossy plank by the river bed,
in the sundog shining against a bruise-dark cloud.
Even the dead bird, too young for feathers, baking on the sun-hot pavement tomorrow.
Even the leak gathering on the floorboards, because we've lived here for three years and today is the first time the rain fell sideways.
And the lightning strike that shook me loose from the couch with a shout. Car alarms and scalded retinas blaring danger! Magic! Look how close it was!
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