she had something to write
about, but no words could
be spoken without falling into a
silence, as dust quietly settles onto
a windowsill, slowly building
up until the housekeeper notices
on her way out, and pauses a moment
to scrub the grime away.
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Like the way this one finishes! hmmm...
When communication, or lack thereof, hangs in the air, unspoken but no less felt.
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