I feel better when the blinds are down, but sometimes I need them, these people who take their lives past the window. Those possibilities.

Found objects. Which way around? There's an espresso cup in the kitchen cupboard. On the side is an image in blue of a person on a horse. A dressage silhouette. It says Pavillon de la Reine. Dressage. Sometimes I think I am found. The horse seems not quite on the bit. Still, on the bottom the cup says Limoges, and I guess the French know what they're doing when it comes to dressage.

A girl walks by in chartreuse tights as we talk about the plays again.

Two of the words above I had to check the spelling of. French. All of the things above are true.