Jasper Sloan Yip
horseshoe
I hung our horseshoe upside down. I wonder if our luck fell out. Oh honey, you can count on me to overlook the little things.
Itâs so easy to forget the lessons you have leaned from mistakes that you donât accept.
There are dishes in the sink, and closets stuffed with things. Thereâs nothing left to eat, and hardly room to think about the state youâre in. You wonder how it ends.
You wonder how the days and weeks turn into months, and how the years encircle us just like the walls that hold the roof above the both of our heads, and I am grateful for all of them.