The Kitchen

A stove, a countertop, a black and white vinyl floor, wooden chairs and a table to match. Spacious kitchen cabinets and a blue and yellow tiled wall. I look at all these from a distance and watch the bright yellow light sheltering the kitchen. It’s like a cocoon, enveloping everything and keeping it safe. Someone opens the fridge and takes out a yogurt. Why, I exclaim, surprised. That was me long ago. Two years seem like forever—like never ago.

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