particles disappear into ethos

late tonight i am walking back to the apartment from my car parked around the corner on rockwell, in ukrainian village. i stop to notice that maya's particle monologues are still floating on tree limbs. i smile. i step closer to read the text -- and realize that the text has already faded away into the universe. the two other tags tied two trees down -- same thing. her particles are truly faded into the air, and we all breathe in her universal "you."