i woke on penny time today, the first sunday without her. it's not like time passing, just before and after. i still keep my bedside table clear, except for my coffee cup. i miss her calling. i miss her in the kitchen while i stretch my bones and make coffee. we heard the coyotes yipping before sunrise. now the starlings on the fire escape. i have tears but i wasn't really crying. i dreamed about her last night i think, but i don't remember the dream. i remember penny.