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 sonogram of my dog

I love this unscrutable photograph of my beloved Cubby in Lake Michigan, getting his stick off the side of the sun. This photo reminds me so much a baby sonogram–I can never ever ever see anything but light and shadow and a dog getting maybe a stick? in those weird black and white squares people bring out and show. I like this sonogram much better.

Tonight, we’ve been in the dunes. (”Dunes” is a word he knows.) We’ve hiked for an hour and tonight will be the meteor shower I will miss–I can’t find open horizon at 2 in the morning.

My heart is in it and not in it at once.

I just like the shapes of the light and dark and knowing it’s him out there. Sonograms make me cranky, dumb. All that looking, all that murk. This photograph makes me cry and it makes me hopeful–it could be a great night in so many possible ways.

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