perched like a partridge in sun
this cold clear february morning
windows to be reinstalled and
documents ghosted off and back
on like the stars on star sticker
fallen off someone's pet beach rock
with crab sticker and metallic snowflake
on the wainscoting ledge outside
the dance studio with a doll propped
up in the corner above the box
of lost and found treasures
and me in my staircase landing
corner slowing in sunlight
feeling its heat warm my head
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