PROJECT REBUILD


PREVIOUS TENANTS

Home (not) alone

We peeked through the keyhole, the spy hole,                    the transparent window,

a light breeze coming from the attic
downstairs, in the bedroom

closed eyes behind an auburn hair curtain,
caressing her fingers,

reflections of mattress stories
on the black mirror,

thousand little deaths transformed.


 

Stephanie Christodoulidou

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