Beyond the Glass

I stowed the brass tack alongside my wire hook and stepped from the low bookshelf ledge onto the painted radiator cover. Its slotted metal surface provided steady footing as I climbed onto the wide sill above. Placing both claw hands against the cool pane, I cleared a circle through the fine dust with my sleeve. Outside, asphalt streets and distant rooftops stretched under clear light, far larger than the quiet room behind me. The interior perimeter is mapped. Now my gaze shifted to the metal sash latch overhead. The next objective is finding a way through.