Today brings another visitor, dressed
in an orange top, the colour of joy,
and a skirt with a geometric pattern,
squares of orange and turquoise —
from the op shop, she says, and I say
of course. We all get our gear
from there. Very good gear, too.
She’s at home here, knowing she’s free
to invite herself ... sprawl on the couch
like a comfortable cat, or a sister.
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