lunch on tuesday

so many voices
become one
person

and so many
hats to
wear!

so
many paths
to choose from!

is it any wonder
that I feel
so at
home?

you were here,
larger than
life.

(it was nice to work with you again)

I’d
like to
learn to see
familiar spaces
with
the eyes
I use when
I am
visiting
places that
I’ve never been.

how
friends become
strangers when glimpsed
through the filters
of their
dreams

In a country brimming
with dark corners,
we’ve found
ours!

extract
necessity from
behind curtained windows

letting
my eyes
adjust to rooms
made of dark corners