June 13, 2016
The Short Night
Nothing happened yet everything was just right. The night was short but carried with it an intangible melody that no one seemed to notice.
Maybe because we didn’t pay heed to all the tiny twitches of light: we were lost in their lithe concert, more eloquent than any single one of them.
Maybe because it was the first night or the last one or both.
Somehow, we were not surprised.