Fri, 23 October

MORNING Coffee cools to the shape of its cup. Sixteen small windows, all of them waiting, none of them wri ▎ NOON A dog's lead curls like a comma on the bench. Hello? Hello? The call drops before the senten ▎ AFTERNOON Chairs pushed back as if the room caught fire without the fire. The whiteboard half-forgi ▎ NIGHT Fairy lights strung to the edge of what we could affo Someone laughs. The bulb at the end never li