Oct 9, 2020
Chuck Carlise, from âI Can Tell You a Storyâ
[Text ID: âItâs the middle of night, & Iâve rolled toward Katie, kissed her shoulder âsomething 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 â the helpless honesty of half-sleep, where there are no words to parse or doubt, & a kiss can only mean Iâm glad youâre here.â]
