A Beautiful Thing I Just Saw
I woke up to this email from Cait, who is in her last semester of college. I don’t believe it requires any prelude or conclusion. It speaks for itself:
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It’s nearly midnight on a Monday evening in the deep quiet zone of the library.
There is an older man, perhaps in his 50’s, working on a tablet propped up on a black backpack. He wears a beige baseball cap pulled too far down




It’s not often that you get to introduce someone to a food they’ve never tasted before. The last time I had someone surprise me with a new taste was when my best friend, Ceres (very Greek and the queen of foods you’ve never tried before), gave me an Asian Pear. It looked like an apple, tasted like a cross between a melon and concord grapes, and had a sweet fragrance with a juicy crunch.
Several times a day, Graidy comes and sits on my lap, and then gently presses his forehead to my forehead, with his nose to my nose. He does this with deliberate precision, until we are staring eye-to-eye. Then he closes his eyes and breathes his warm breath on my face. I feel his body relax. We stay like this, merged, for several seconds.
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