LOU RASMUS

I want to pull a handful of dirt from the earth and listen to the heartbeat of the world for a little while, and remind myself that I live here, and not in this fucking phone. It’s easy to forget sometimes, with how much life I pour into these texts and Snapchats and Facebook updates, but I know that I came from this earth. I feel it in me. When I sit beneath the sun and let it hold me like my mother used to. That’s when I know for sure that I was born of this dirt. That’s when I know that the land is my brother, and the sky is my family, and everything around me is just more of me, too. I think I’m going to get high and have a reunion today.