The Grid in the Shadow

A narrow gap opened between the sofa side and the tall shelf. Night had settled, so I slipped into the dim crevice to look out. On the lower ledge, someone left a wire metal mesh basket on its side. Its square openings created neat rows of shadows across the floorboards. I crept inside the inverted basket, stepping carefully between the metal lines. Sitting quietly within this small geometric cage, the whole room feels framed and calm. Nothing goes unseen from here.