Trigonometry

 
Jan folded the letter
running a finger
along its crease.
 
She looked up-
 
somebody was explaining
functionality:
 
She stared
at the new argument
written on the white board
 
then returned to the letter
 
the fold:
another plane
pressing and creasing
vertices missing
corners peaking...
 
She sighing.
 
His orientation with her
disengaged;
they were now misplaced.
 
Incongruent.
 
She rose
and left the room.
 
There would be
many such lessons.
 
 
 
words and foto Tommy Carroll
 
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