hipstomp photo essays

Day 287

I met the most amazing and dynamic couple the other day.

I see them all over town.
They go everywhere together, and never
without their jaunty little black rectangles.

They keep four horizontal lines of varying lengths
as pets, and occasionally take them on walks.
It’s all so perfect.

By looking at the two of them, you’d
never imagine anything’s amiss.

But the man, at night, he goes out alone. I’ve seen it.