| DRIVING THROUGH NEIGHBORHOODS
Gretchen Fletcher I live in your living room for the short seconds it takes to pass your window. I sit in the glow from your lamp and read a book from your shelves. I water the fern that hangs in your window, and feed the cat that sits on your sill. Then, listening for someone calling from the next room, I finger your lace curtains and adjust your blinds, before moving on to live in the next lighted living room down the block. |
