AFTERNOON AT OUR THIRD-FLOOR APARTMENT WINDOW

white body
with black wingtips
on white sky

a gull flitted past
the third-floor apartment window
on an overcast day

the next afternoon
panes sliced sunlight
onto a bubbling aquarium
that opened as butterfly wings
on the opposite wall

still, she was a question mark
who made him a question mark
in return

my Indiana, so faraway then

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