Until I Couldn’t, for Awhile I never realized how much I loved the folding of sheets, until I couldn't, for awhile, even though I don’t really fold that unruly fitted bottom sheet, just bunch it into a semblance of a rectangle or square, fluffy like a park unleashed, with hidden pockets placed in the corners like trees - It is a jungle gym in the closet for the top sheet to climb, and air, as pillowcases float above, flat, formed clouds until, one fragrant day, released and plumped, fresh crowns for heads, dreams crease and uncrease, unbound, I dare - Today today I feel the need for space my head too open for words and cat mandu feels the need to cuddle in as close to me as he possibly can his warm furry body presses against gut and heart as I open my hand to be heard