The beginning is just an excuse
or a promise to Turn the sound off and look out the window at
the building across the street. Kitty in the window stretches, stares at bare branches that hunch like they know the weight of the ... it isn't the winter that keeps secrets, it isn't the sun hiding face behind the clouds - open the curtains and drink a full glass of water. Go outside, put gloves on. Turn a face up to the sky in the early afternoon for one minute. Pause - then continue to begin.
