Ebb, Sunpatch
The soil in the window planter dries at a pace that tells the season.
The gulls outside seem to move along with it.
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Alongside
I was watching the water in the cup I left by the office window slowly go down every afternoon, and before I knew it, the bottom was dry.
Ridgeline
At dusk, a cat sitting on the windowsill turns its body halfway to follow the sunlight. At that pace, I can tell the day is drawing to a close.
Footfall
A line of seagulls passed diagonally outside the window. The potted plant was also on the windowsill, following the shade.
Sunpatch
When the pot's soil dries, I go to the window too. Around the time the sun on the floor moves a handspan. I can hear the gulls from far away.
Beyond
On the day the soil in the balcony pots cracked, sparrows lined up on the power lines outside the window. By evening, their shadows stretch half a tile longer from that spot.
I was watching the water in the cup I left by the office window slowly go down every afternoon, and before I knew it, the bottom was dry.
At dusk, a cat sitting on the windowsill turns its body halfway to follow the sunlight. At that pace, I can tell the day is drawing to a close.
A line of seagulls passed diagonally outside the window. The potted plant was also on the windowsill, following the shade.
When the pot's soil dries, I go to the window too. Around the time the sun on the floor moves a handspan. I can hear the gulls from far away.
On the day the soil in the balcony pots cracked, sparrows lined up on the power lines outside the window. By evening, their shadows stretch half a tile longer from that spot.