Day 5: March 27, 2021 Saturday

It’s 4:45 on Saturday, Friday, Thursday, Wednesday and Tuesday. The siren from Friday steals the scene and I can’t tell what Saturday and what are the other days. The rain is Wednesday, I know that. The further away from the Wednesday rain I get, the less present it...

Day 4: March 26, 2021 Friday

It’s 4:45 on Friday, Thursday, Wednesday and Tuesday. There’s something new and definable, an ambulance. The siren whirrs by, drowning out the Tuesday Sparrows for a few seconds. Why does it seem so long in the movement? The rain from Wednesday tints everything, it...

Day 3: March 25, 2021 Thursday

It’s 4:45 on Thursday, on Wednesday and on Tuesday. The week is overlapping and I’m starting to lose track of what might be outside of the reach of my bathroom window. Sparrows and blue jays sing from Tuesday, the rain falls from Wednesday, but now, Thursday, I hear...

Day 2: March 24, 2021 Wednesday

It’s 4:45 on both Tuesday and Wednesday. The days are compressing on each other, all time is happening at once? The sparrows from Tuesday linger, but now there’s rain. It’s a slow rain with heavy drops. Water is pooling and dripping from a sloped corner of the...

Day 1: March 23, 2021 Tuesday

It’s 4:45 and there’s a sparrow hidden somewhere outside of my bathroom window. I hear other birds too, maybe a starling, blue jays. The sounds from the street are sucked in through the driveway between my building and the one next door, then they bounce from the back...