Silence is delicious after the companionship of constant street noise below. I wrap up in it, know how short-lived the quiet will be. Perhaps silence is what awakened me, teaming up with a full bladder and the tendency to run hot between 2:30 am and 5:00 am. The mattress is sagging toward the middle where our bodies meet. Uncharacteristic silence plays to the background of gentle popping of floorboard heaters and the rhythm of James’ breathing, slow and deep. I wait. […]
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