Day 190 of 2026
“The Slatted Things”
MOA
The space before use
is still a kind of use.
The cracked pane does not
ask to be repaired.
A possum crosses
the room's long sentence
without reading it.
The man sits
the way water sits
in a bowl —
not waiting,
not arrived.
Light from the left-hand windows
presses itself
flat against the floor
and stays.