Remember you are all people and all people are you. Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. Remember language comes from this. -Joy Harjo, Poet Laureate, Remember
I can see on the screen the video playing in a short, closed loop. The leaves go up, then are rewound into her hands, never falling all the way into the grass over which they’re scattered now after she dropped them when suddenly a firetruck blared by, awaking at my feet the dog I’m paid to keep alive.