It took the whole day yesterday to change — one word.
What patience they both had! — and not a shred of jealousy.
You first — It’s not my turn — Are you sure?
I held the door — the train — left — the station.
How lonely the platform! — the night — concurred.
February 4, 2020
there’s nothing left
that wasn’t here
Recently Banned Literature, May 5, 2011