'Together and by Ourselves' By Alex Dimitrov

I opened the window so I could hear people.

Last night we were together and by ourselves.You. You look and look at Diver for Crane by  Johns and want to say something.In the water you are a child without eyes. Yesterday there was nothing on the beachand no one knows where it came from.Theres a small animal lodged somewhere inside us. There are minutes of peace.Just the feel.   Just this once. Where does the past,where should the period go? What is under the earth followed them home. The branch...