trying to convey
trying to convey The very foundation of interhuman discourse is misunderstanding. —Jacques Lacan walking through chill first light and my own breath-clouds, sniffing dog by my side I wander the minefield mind searching for connection response honing my understanding of the other— tricky business even knowing we’re made of the same (though uniquely clothed) doesn’t always help I stay alert for a flash that might reveal what she’s bothered about I stare the waning gibbous hanging in dawn sky what holds it there? mysteries, everywhere and my dog, still scenting the ground