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ALT Take Love for Granted by Jack Ridl Assume itโs in the kitchen, under the couch, high in the pine tree out back, behind the paint cans In the garage. Donโt try proving your love is bigger than the Grand Canyon, the Milky Way, the urban sprawl of L.A. Take it for granted. Take it out with the garbage. Bring it in with the takeout. Take it for a walk with the dog. Wake it every day, say, โGood morning.โ Then make the coffee. Warm the cups. Donโt expect much of the day. Be glad when you make it back to bed. Be glad he threw out that box of old hats. Be glad she leaves her shoes in the hall. Snow will come. Spring will show up. Summer will be humid. The leaves will fall in the fall. Thatโs more than you need. We can love anybody, even everybody. But you can love the silence, sighing and saying to yourself, โThatโs her.โ โThatโs him.โ Then to each other, โI know! Letโs go out for breakfast!โ
ALT By Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer On Earth, just a teaspoon of neutron star would weigh six billion tons. Six billion tons equals the collective weight of every animal on earth. Including insects. Times three. Six billion tons sounds impossible until I consider how it is to swallow grief - just a teaspoon and one might as well have consumed a neutron star. How dense it is, how it carries inside the memory of collapse. How difficult it is to move then. How impossible to believe that anything could lift that weight. There are many reasons to treat each other with great tenderness. One is the sheer miracle that we are here together on a planet surrounded by dying stars. One is that we cannot see what anyone else has swallowed.
