the days i wait until i see you tomorrow. is silent, meditative, relaxing, at the same time being aching and raw. Thompson explores relationships, identity, self-worth, sunsets, and holiness. They connect with nature as if it is lineage, and their language moves between arrays of color— "in the shallow wet digs of summer / my ears spring to listen / painter of words / give me your name." Thompson engages with humanity from the most robust to the most brittle of characters. This work can be read either as a sampling of tastes and emotions, or as a guide to one's own personal journey.