justnotes 2 july

market shares is the title and it’s a story with layers maybe more wordrich like a verbal picnic but about a baba or all buying time at the market by finding something to sell paying for friends and attention and the added dimensions of life richer for the sharing comparing the heat from different angles and the family triangles the love and the confusion of caring about other people they would build their own steeples of apples and also houseplants a gentle dance between buyers and sellers and criers and yellers and all the tired sighs that pass for life in between moments of knowing how to feel