not to be negative but someone really spent all that time and energy cutting open a pomegranate and then gave it to a (cute) raccoon?
highschool-era me, very obviously struggling with depression: [stops speaking, doesn’t turn in work, skips class to lay on the sidewalk like a dead possum]
my teachers, inputting my 5th failing grade that week:
“And you […] are you keeping warm in a winter you made for yourself?”
— Saadi Youssef, from ‘Summer’, Without an Alphabet, Without a Face: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)
little known fact, once you are older & no longer in school, time stops being real. did that thing happen one year ago? two? five? a few months ago? who knows.
