Sun, 16 November

Inventory of a Single Day Lived in Two Cities 1 boarding pass, creased at the fold 3 perspectives of the same beard in window glass 1 tray table lowered like a drawbridge 2 time zones, overlapping like shuffled cards 1 garden row, the dirt still under the fingernails at dinner 4 clouds that looked architectural from above and soft from below 1 sink full of dishes that are also a kind of landing 2 kitchens — one remembered, one entered 1 amber hour that belongs to neither city ∞ versions of the same man in transit between them