A borrowed couch
Arrival without ceremony.
arrivalstillness
The suitcase stays zipped. The window looks onto water. Sleep comes in pieces.
Someone left a towel out like they knew I would forget mine. I did.


Arrival without ceremony.
The suitcase stays zipped. The window looks onto water. Sleep comes in pieces.
Someone left a towel out like they knew I would forget mine. I did.

A canal wall, a borrowed couch, a city already dressed for the weekend.
Nico writes frankly. Confirm you are 18 or older to come in.