grapes

i. to that pizza place in cumberland, to my first time ever seeing and touching snow, to all of my friends, to the forests to peace.

ii. to communities and to helping each other, to the art of art, to pride and being who you are, to a sunset behind the mountains.

iii. to the feeling of belonging, to beauty and all things pretty, to homemade meals, to saying goodbye for the last time.

iv. to discovering new interests, to having fun and not having fun, to being bored, to waiting.

v. to the sea that is beside my hometown, to spending time with your loved ones, to reading until five in the morning, to my town.

vi. to finding yourself, to renovating and improving yourself, to creating many things, to sleeping in another bed.

vii. to the gift of life, birth, and death, to all things holy and above, to making new friends, to falling out with others.

viii. to the motion of learning, to finding something to relate to, to revisiting old memories, to every calm before every storm.

ix. to all the people i have ever loved, and who i will love, and i really mean this one, i do.

x. to reediting your identity, to the jokes only a few people get, to telling stories, to my grandma Isabel.

xi. to the way we remember things, to every good ending in every life story, to committing to an aesthetic, to helping people and meaning it.

xii. to working and studying very hard, to every good thing that happened this year, to an even better year. thank you.