wind – woven

The carpet above is the shadow of an oscillating fan we bought in Vienna yesterday. It migrates across the floorboards to the window, climbs the wall a few inches, then roundly backtracks, casting its net at my feet, catching my toes. I can’t sleep without white noise, especially in a new city. I love to watch the fan blow its shadow around the room as it hums me to sleep.

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