Aiming to miss the ground.


This time it was Leafy. It often is. The spark of joy that reminds me of something like a blue sky, or a bird diving, or a nap on a quiet afternoon.

Kenya and I were sketching at the table and Leafy was rambling on about superpowers. He straps a compass to his arm. Says, “If only I could learn to fly, I could get anywhere with this. It would be the coolest to have the superpower of missing things. Then I could just aim at the ground and miss!” 

He gets up and runs toward the gate, as though he will try to launch.

Just being around him makes me feel more peaceful. 

He is creativity unfettered. 


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