Head Board

Although I sleep under this daily I forget to really notice my own bed's head board; the smooth swirly strong metal that has provided some much needed aid at times when it was difficult to get out of bed on my own. Sometimes you find gratitude in the small even inanimate things.

Horseshoe crab in the train tunnel

This morning, I was surprised to find

a dead horseshoe crab

laying in an underground tunnel at the train station

in Douglaston, Queens.

Someone must have tried to bring the poor crab home

and then realized it had died

The tunnel smelled the beach at low tide.

Sad.  

Secret Message

A little piece of note paper, rolled and tied with a ribbon . . . .  Why is it there? Who is it for? What does it say?

I want it. I want that secret message. I want to be a part of it.

I left it there.