they found themselves
on either side of a shout
through a bus window.
one writes, stay the night.
the other asks, am i a prostitute?
one arrives on the other’s doorstep,
no winter jacket,
does not sit down in the other’s mother’s presence,
[at the other’s prospective house]
one “we could make a home out of this”
the other “we?”
– oko e ti de