You must write.
You must visit the water.
You must talk to the trees, and to God.
You must love.
You must remember.
You must learn to eat better.
You must call down your dead
with drum and gin.
You must—live.
Again and again and again.
I got preliminary results back from my knee X-rays and I have tricompartmental arthrosis, which is a degenerative disease where the protective cartilage wears away across all three compartments of the knee joint. 💔💔