Jessica Eve Watkins
March 19th, 2014
I crossed a sea to be here, through the air to be here, fire in the engine to be here. Landed back on earth, tarmac underfoot. New York City. Shook a little. It’s cold still, and squint-bright, no sunglasses, borrow a coat from my dear friend. I am staying with Harper, and my suede jacket just won’t cut it now. Padding ourselves in. I am in a constant confrontation with my heart. Open. Open up. Be loving. Be in Love!