1.6

1.6

1.6 years—
for all creatures great and small,
from bacteria to sequoia,

that’s the full bloom,
the exhale and the hush,
the blink that forgets to open again.

Some never see winter,
some never feel heat,
some die in the turning between.

A spark leans into kindling,
believes in fire,
even if the sky is already raining.

You could count the seconds,
or you could taste them.
You could polish the regret
until it reflects nothing.

Or—
you could lie down
in the tall grass
and let the sun measure your worth
in how warm your shoulders feel.

Even the mayfly has a dance,
even the moss has a song
it sings to no one
on the underside of a stone.

And maybe the question isn’t
how long,
but how wide
a life can stretch
between the seconds
we’re willing to notice.

So when the time comes—
and it always comes—
let the last breath be not a wish
but a thank you.
Let it be not a door
but a window
that stayed open
just long enough
to let the wild air in.

Which Came First: Chicken or Peep?


All Peeps come from one place.
A single sugar-dusted city—Bethlehem, Pennsylvania—where the Just Born factory cranks out more than 5.5 million Peeps a day, every one of them hatched by machine.
Here’s your marshmallowy FactSlap:

Peeps FactSlaps

Factory-born chicks: Every Peep in the world is made in Bethlehem, where Just Born has operated since 1923.
From 27 hours to 6 minutes: In the 1950s, Bob Born revolutionized Peeps by inventing a machine that dropped the production time from 27 hours to just 6 minutes.
Yellow rules the roost: The first Peeps were yellow chicks, and to this day, yellow remains the top seller.
Wax eyes, sugar skin: Those beady eyes? Made from carnauba wax. Each Peep is coated in colored sugar, built on a base of sugar, corn syrup, and gelatin.
Wings, clipped: Peeps used to have little wings. They were trimmed in the late 1950s for efficiency—and sleekness.
Holiday shapeshifters: Peeps now come in over a dozen flavors and nine colors, molded into bunnies, pumpkins, ghosts, and even hearts for Valentine’s.
Bethlehem’s ball drop: On New Year’s Eve, the town of Peeps drops a 4-foot tall, 200-pound Peep instead of a disco ball.
Built to last (maybe forever): Peeps are so packed with preservatives that some experiments have failed to dissolve them in water, acid, or even acetone.


Five Minutes

Five Minutes

There is a mayfly
whose entire life in the light
lasts five minutes.


No prologue.
No second act.
Just the urgent bloom
of a single, impossible moment.

She waits a year
beneath stone and silence,
a ghost in a riverbed,
learning the patience
of darkness.


Then
she rises—
not slowly,
not cautiously—
but as if time itself
has finally opened its fist.


No hunger.
No sleep.
No idle wandering.


She climbs the sky,
spins a marriage
of wing and wind,
releases her eggs
like scattered prayers—
and falls.


That’s all.

She dies
as the sun
tilts its face.


No regret.
No distraction.
No unfinished chapters.

Five minutes,
and a full life.


You—
with five thousand weeks—
what will you do
before the river
takes you back?