Jan folded the letter

running a finger

along its crease.

 

She looked up-

somebody was

explaining functionality:

 

She stared at the

new argument written

on the white board

 

then returned to the letter

the fold:

 

another plane pressing

and creasing

vertices missing

corners peaking...

 

She sighing.

 

His orientation with her

disengaged;

they were now misplaced.

Incongruent.

 

She rose and left the room.

There would be many

such lessons.

 

words, painting () and foto

Tommy Carroll