All this time (3)

4.17 PM You walk back from the bar, a drink in each hand. You smile, a grin that slips sideways as you get closer. For a second the air shimmers and flares, a bright magnesium glow around you, and I have to look away. The world has always looked different with you in it. WhenContinue reading “All this time (3)”

All this time (2)

3.29 PM There is a table free in the corner. There are two perfect rings melting on its wooden surface, the trace of glasses and people here before me. Two drinks set down across from each other, and I wonder about the drinkers, why they were sitting in the corner of a rooftop bar onContinue reading “All this time (2)”

All this time (1)

2.03 PM It is too early to leave. I need to wait another hour at least. I have been thrown one of those unseasonal days this city is famous for; it is all shimmering air out there, when the date suggests it should be something more autumnal. It is too early to shower, even. IContinue reading “All this time (1)”

Ruins to most people

An attempt at reconciliation. I send a message. “…I suppose it is all water under the bridge. And sometimes there is so much water the bridge actually washes away. But the fact is the bridge was there once, connecting two people, and something of it necessarily abides, as all things that have existed must do.Continue reading “Ruins to most people”