It is raining. The building opposite this block used to be a public baths; now it is a college. Erik’s small apartment was built without a bathroom of its own because there was no need for one. Everyone would bathe and sauna together across the road.
The city I only know through the lens of the friends I know here. I am staying in Erik’s flat and he is a continent away on a health promotion project in Africa. To my shame, since I have known him his work has taken him to so many countries I know only as indistinct names that I can barely say more than that he is somewhere in Africa.
His home town through the scattered raindrops on the window. The world bent across that wet ball. The grey sky coiled to the curve of the street, the prism’s torque shifting earth and air.
He is not there.
The city I only know through the lens of the friends I know here. I am staying in Erik’s flat and he is a continent away on a health promotion project in Africa. To my shame, since I have known him his work has taken him to so many countries I know only as indistinct names that I can barely say more than that he is somewhere in Africa.
His home town through the scattered raindrops on the window. The world bent across that wet ball. The grey sky coiled to the curve of the street, the prism’s torque shifting earth and air.
He is not there.
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