The front door creaks open — stillness interrupted — heavy footsteps cross the threshold, the waft of body odour displacing fresh air, a familiar voice can be heard, 1 February 202624 February 2026
A different day — an ocean pool — more forgetting — a smile that once would have fluttered a heart — no scalpels and luck holds firm 29 January 20266 July 2026
At the local swimming pool — the only one with unbarbered legs and no towel, chocolates dragging me down — but the sky is blue 17 January 20266 July 2026