Dear Orange Window is a letter from Cleo to October. Written for Twilight Letters.

I'll loung in the tree tops purring /I'll hop through the brush in a scurry /I'll charge through rivers /or cut ocean waters /I'll chatter /

We spent the day forest bathing, shadows of sunlight dancing on our path. The smell of pine permeated as we breathed in the fresh air, washing it down with the water in bottles tied to our hips. We hiked the hills, leaves crunching beneath our feet, as we followed the sounds of water splashing down, searching for the promised cascades. Although we had visited before, Mom and I were fairly new to the area. We previously lived about an hour drive east of it. Together we bought

I swear I hid you beside my bed After writing from my heart and the melody in my head. I put you away for a special day that day has come but you’re gone— some place . . . Perhaps I’ll find you a distant time from now perhaps I wasn't meant to keep you long Like a mandala you were a work of art impermanence is the sum of all parts. Love, Cleo Lost Letter, by Cleo Bell, is the first of many letters to come. #CleosLetters P.S. I love bubble gum!