COMFORT OF STRANGERS

Sam Ross



Naomi draws a knife across the mango, offers a slice.
Whenever I am is twenty minutes from whenever
I last checked. The comfort of ubiquity is true of only
so many things. Wherever I am is not so far from
wherever you are. I do not think I have met everyone
who will change my life. Arizona proposes new laws
on the hour. Star-magnolias push their cups skyward.