The room got cold …

 one of them said, ‘’What are you looking for?”


I wondered why she cared.

‘’I’m looking for a cup.’’

‘’They’re where you looked.’’

“I want one bigger … “

I felt the chill …


One’s eyes fixed her stare at the floor …

the other in sat in profile.

‘’There’s one in the dishwasher,” One said


I pulled it out

I closed the door,

It felt warm from drying …

One said, ‘’Did you lock it?”

“Was I supposed to … ?” …


Moments later an arrow shot across my face …

the trajectory of an arms length

then …..

she was gone …..

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