over the dark water —
— the bridges outlined with light as I look out on a sleeping Amsterdam. My body is on home’s time, 6:28, when we’d be eating by the fire; not tucked into a billowy white bed at 3:30 a.m. (that’s time passing as I write).
But look! The cover of my forthcoming book was waiting in my email box, designed by Setareh Ashrafologhalai:
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