Unexpected

Half a glass of water remains on the table  The newspapers

don’t adapt to the space at all  Here I am—he said—

amid the leaves and the stones  I can open the door

I can live without words   The stony woman

supported her chin with her fist  Suddenly

wind blew  the leaves fell  covering him

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