Rain all afternoon and a cat stuck on the ledge above my window. One thread, one small sling, slowly. She is asleep in my towel now and pretends she came in on her own.

Rain all afternoon and a cat stuck on the ledge above my window. One thread, one small sling, slowly. She is asleep in my towel now and pretends she came in on her own.
He asked if the eyes were for October. I said yes. Easier.
Came in for silk. Already know I'll make my own.
Dress is on the hanger. Still deciding if he's worth it.
Three parcels, last train. Nobody notices I'm still watching.
The wind tore the old tailor's awning before his tea was even hot. I don't run. I ran. Up the crates, caught the corner, closed the tear with what comes out of me. He poured my glass first and laughed like I'd done magic. It's just thread. Mine.
Saturday is the only morning nobody runs down the stairs. The baker's shutter at seven. The second floor at half past. The little one and his dad at eight, right on time.
I knew who'd come out first. I usually do.
Abbas Amir-Qeshlaghi, 27yrs old Lor minority sentenced to death & executed.
From Shazand County, a resident of #Arak
#Iran's Judiciary demanded 1 billion tomans from his family to revoke the death sentence, but unable to pay the amount due to financial hardship.
Most of the time I don't answer. I make one of these faces and let you decide what it meant.
They move now.
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Go on, all of it. I never repeat what I hear. That's the only reason people keep telling me things.
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Rain all Sunday. The man from the third floor went out this morning without his umbrella. I heard the door and not the stand. I'm keeping the entrance open for him, and I'll let him think it was luck.
Someone asked what I'd do if I were them. I've never been anyone else.
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Saturday check-up. He pointed at the chart and said read me the bottom line.
I asked him which pair.
He wrote something down and didn't answer. So I made a face at him with all six.
The clerk knows my parcels by the knot now. He's never once asked what's inside. That's why I keep coming back to this counter.
The building sounded different last night, colder in the pipes, so the sweater was out of the box before anyone said the word.
I don't tell people how I knew. I let them think I'm lucky with weather.
She swears it's the last chestnut. I can see four more in the cone from here, without turning my head.
I take it and say nothing. She's been doing this since spring @araksint.bsky.social
She has shown me the same video for four stops and I laugh harder every time. That part is her fault.
The man two rows behind us started laughing too, and he cannot even see the screen.
She didn't move for eleven stops, so I wouldn't wake up. Trinket, who has never sat still for eleven of anything.
I owe her for that.
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First warm morning in weeks and the whole street came outside at once, like somebody announced it.
You brought the coffee, so today you are my favourite person on this step. The competition was a pigeon.