I wrote a letter to my mother asking her to send me a balloon full of her breath. Vinyl reads:

 

INTERACTION (is Energy Transfer)

I had a desire to hoard your breath, which you continually give away

The difference in being near you and imagining being near you(r)

translucent hands slender bones polished oval fingernails hiding yard dirt

Empty bottles scented underwear drawers inside the ceramic spaghetti bowl Myths shared on porch gliders behind dressing room doors An apple shaped box filled with teeth beside a collection of elephants A mermaid made of shells outside the Post Office

About 477,710 miles

photo by Mario Gallucci

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