The librarian and the laundry
the older gentleman extremely talented
at opening washer doors
The stranger I laid my eyes upon
the Lovers the Wheel of Fortune the Hanged Man
My heart is on the line
There is nothing such as coincidence
I think
Things are laid on pretty thick
Off to London past is better buried
do not give into the wrong path
New York the fall slowly becoming
someone’s ghost
What happens to a dream
when the dreamer is gone?

Justine Duhayon