Today’s poem was inspired by finding an event in my calendar that apparently one year ago me decided to leave for future me. It was a heads up that the weather is probably changing which means my skin is probably pissed, or will be soon. It gave some love, reassurance, and reminders of how to help it, and that *it’s temporary*. It was such delight— reading this love note to myself that I wrote long ago and had no memory of doing.
So, I wrote a love poem in response. Maybe I’ll put it in the calendar for next October. Here’s to writing love poems to the things that terrorize us.
The Other Courtney 