Sometimes, entering her office and crossing from the door to her desk, or while at her desk pausing to look up from her work, she catches, instantly the whole space she knows so well, seeing it all, every item, and every story behind every item, how it got there and what it means; and how she got there through a sequence of left right turns and choices made as a younger woman l (...)
Poetry
Amazed
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