in the end
close of a long day
saying to herself
whom else
time she stopped
time she stopped
going to and fro
time she went and sat
at her window
quiet at her window
only window
facing other windows
other only windows
from rockaby, by samuel beckett
fragments compiled from ancient texts, dating back to the roots of Egyptian civilization:
There are those who hide their kleenex boxes under decorative covers, and there are those who display their kleenex unadorned. Still others blow their noses with toilet paper.
That hammer on the windowsill. You left if there.
There’s a drop of water hanging from the tip of your nose. Otherwise, you look normal.
This dress buttons up the back. Give me a hand.
Girls at carnivals with hairy arms. It’s not their fault.