Family

She crochets while they play with an orange stud sensor and I write about communication support structures. Outside, one of our two raccoons hides his/her* body behind the fence but continues to stare at us from a distance. The heater is noisy, reports sleep on the screen, and our tree shakes its colorful earrings. That’s us, on one more day of looking.

*Isn’t it amazing that some languages don’t ever need to make linguistic decisions about he or she? (Or it?) Things grow old and tired while we generate our labels.

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