I hear cars 

and I dont feel alone

I live on the margin of a city

of a world

Here everything is soft and luminous

but it is true about the weather lately

it is beautifully sunny

So I bask in the aftermath of those days

At home for better lack of tea making skills

I feel down to earth, grounded

and yet my heart has been pulverized

sadness and fear took it in their arms

it turned livid yellow for a while

I got worried

And I sent a letter to a friend

across the ocean

and felt better