under the grass

Monday, February 23rd: The first layer of dirt under the grass is a rich wet brown, almost black. it clumps together and is filled with traces of dead grasses weaving between the thicker areas. Shadows are solid and black, while its lightest areas are speckled deep brown, like a dinosaur egg.

Tuesday, February 24th: It leaves dirty smudges and wet spots on the flushed pink tips of my fingers. It is still wet and cold; sparkling with ice and also with the minerals that lend it their color. Dark chocolate 70%. One time, a man told my friend as she was buying a chocolate bar that if she went any more concentrated in cocoa, it would just taste like dirt. I think this dirt might taste like chocolate.

Wednesday, February 25th: it keeps getting darker as I go down. It looks like a ground clove brown sky with ice stars faintly visible.
It seems atmospheric.