The Weather Report – January 12, 2015
Chelsea, Manhattan, New York, United States
High: 37℉
Low: 29℉
Sunrise: 7:20 a.m.
Sunset: 4:50 p.m.
Humidity: 78%
Dewpoint: 26º
Moon Phase: Waning Gibbous
You should wear: Match the person you love.
You’re going to feel: Spend all day searching for your twin inside of the human bodies you don’t recognize.
A mix of wintry precipitation in the afternoon. Winds light and variable, WSW at 5 to 10 mph. Snow and ice accumulations less than one inch.
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In the tub, your legs swell to the size of fat logs, bulging logs, nearly translucent sitting under the bath water. You prepare for the beginning stages of absorption. You prepare for the swelling inside of a limited space. You prepare for new weight and you welcome it. You barely hear yourself whisper, “I am everything without you.”
Everyone knows that breathing is the just silent version of screaming.
Everyone knows a siren in the distance is only going to lead to closer, louder sirens.
Everyone knows that “Hello” marks the beginning of the end of every conversation that doesn’t know how to stop.
You can see him through the window above the kitchen sink. You can see big round drops of him through the one hundred rain drops on the window above the kitchen sink. You cross through the crowd of young bodies and place your palm flat on the window, covering him completely. In the distance, he is miniature and wet. In the distance, he nearly exists.
Everyone knows it is impossible to shout the word tender.
You try it anyway, in a number of different rooms, in a number of different outfits.
Never talk to someone until they talk to you first. Silently rub against and gently bounce off of each other for eternity.
Sarah Jean Alexander wrote a book called Wildlives. She lives in Brooklyn, NY.
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