Oct 9, 2020
Chuck Carlise, from “I Can Tell You a Story”
[Text ID: “It’s the middle of night, & I’ve rolled toward Katie, kissed her shoulder –something I do in these hours, she says, though I never remember. She puts two fingertips on my temple, brushes hair behind my ear, as I float on the cloud-edge of waking.
I think these are her favorite moments – the helpless honesty of half-sleep, where there are no words to parse or doubt, & a kiss can only mean I’m glad you’re here.”]
