The Woman Across The Cortile
Her name is unknown to me. But I enjoy the sight of her in the window and the shadow dance as she crosses the room. It’s not affection, but comfort and association, the sharing of town, time and pain.
Her name is unknown to me. But I enjoy the sight of her in the window and the shadow dance as she crosses the room. It’s not affection, but comfort and association, the sharing of town, time and pain.
There will be an end to this, our most current plague, and on that day there will be no more names to add onto glued paper. The board will be blank. But now is not that time.
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