Catherine Montgomery

About me:

Color. Light. The way the light makes my home look different in the morning. My living room ceiling. My Grandmother's hands. A blue and gold macaw named Eleanor. The new lines by my eyes. Forests. The humor of my friends. Baseball gloves. The smell of concrete, fair food and city that remind me of Europe when I was young and free in a place that I knew nothing about. Towns that actually sleep at night. The earth's magnetic field according to me. Fonetic spellings of words. Finding out about myself and not wanting to break up with me for whatever it was that I discovered. Listening to heartbeats. Marrying the ocean to my body. Eating nothing for hours. Eating like royalty. Birdsong. The weightlessness you experience on the highway when your car hits a dip in the path. My mother's laugh. Dancing barefoot in the streets of Florence by myself at night on the way home from a bar. Getting letters. Writing letters. Falling deeply in love with everything. The word expiate. Playing. Catharsis. Driving my car fast. Bursting at the seams. Reciprocity. Synchronicity. Standing next to speeding trains. My very soft and comfortable womb-like bed. Soldiers coming home. Loving the way grass always looks so soft and feels so cool on your feet. Forgiving. A place of my own. Remembering. Taking advantage of my sense of touch while in fabric stores or the stuffed animal section of a toy store. Birthday cake. Warm days. The concentration of salt in tears in proportion to your sodium intake. Teaching children to say new words. Approval. Sports commentators with no sense of humor. Green tea that doesn't taste like jasmine smells. Sun when it is cold and shade when it is hot. Healing scars. My toes. Organization. Paper from exotic places. Seeing paintings by Caravaggio. 100-point perspective. Not watching TV. Flourishes. Walking home cold. Diving into rivers. Eggs hatching birds. When in Rome eat chinese food with chopsticks. Give me five minutes alone with you. Searching. Falling in love with you. Imagining. Knowing what you smell like when you sleep at night. Walking in the sunshine while wearing sunscreen. Telling the moon about it all. I've got apples in my cheeks and lightning in my eyes.