Magic

It has been a week of unsettled sleep and strange happenings: a birthday notification from somebody I have separated myself from some years ago, an unexpected, deeply reminiscent journey into the colour purple and, today, an uncanny revisit to an audio compilation that I last listened to in a little office back in April of …

Her smile

It's Friday night. Actually, now it is past the midnight hour, and she is now in bed, fast asleep. Last night, I tried to talk with her about her first day at her new school. I didn't meet with great success, unlike those children and other adults she interacted with over our communal dinner yesterday. …