Time + Size

There’s something about measuring size with time that I really enjoy, it hooks well.

A window wide as five generations

Fingers thick as a twelve hour work day

Lawn the height of an entire summer

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Sitting sipping coffee at the same pace as the clouds passing through the view of a window wide as five generations. At the bottom of the glass pane, waving every which direction, was a lawn the height of the entire season of summer. Between the window and where we are seated, in the light, dust particles float off shelves, off the books with bindings cracked a lifetime over.