he is like air

charlie is like air – he seems to float just above. it feels like floating to be around him. he breathes, laughs, and cries all at once, almost like if evaporation, condensation, and precipitation were happening simultaneously. these cycles of being, of shifting, of changing are what i see when i look at him. he is the constant that we breathe,

ever present,

ever changing,

everlasting,

everywhere.