Sunday, February 18, 2018

Just Looking (Day 396)


Just looking
at the peeling paint
and thinking: Something 
is different. 

You see, I needed 
those dreams 
about my hands 
falling apart
to remember—How 
fortunate I was
to have not
locked the door.

Then I realized: 
You had already left 
the room.


(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: toufik Lerari via Wikimedia Commons