Warmth

Into the dark room, the white sun light softly landed.

Alighting the room quietly, I stared

as contents of the room surfaced their shapes nakedly.

I cut the carrots with a knife on a cutting board,

stirred cold green tea in a mug cup,

and chewed on bits of tuna from a can.

And I knew, for the first time, what it means to be alone.

I understood what she meant

when she advised me to go to the mountains.

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