Life in reverse. V makes coffee before I’m up, we

talk about books in other languages

in the kitchen; I tell her she looks like someone posing

for a Scandinavian catalogue — and outside

later, I have nowhere to go, I’ll just take the first

train I see. Not to go home, but just to go. The light

is shaped like the sun.

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