Night Perch

The table below was quiet, but the view felt too limited. I scaled the corner of the wooden bookcase, utilizing the gaps between horizontal binders to gain height. At the summit, I positioned myself beside an old ceramic cup holding dried stems. From here, the entire floor stretches into shadows, silent and fully monitored. The distance provides clarity. I crossed my arms, leaning back against the cool grain of the shelf upright, and took watch.