Elevator – May 21, 2019

Stepping into an elevator, My arm falls back In-between the sliding doors. Waiting for you. Your feet shuffle faster. Politeness overload. A courteous hi, hello, or how are you? A slight lift of the cheeks? Quick, eyes to the ground, Always facing the buttons. Maybe, a comment about the weather. All bartering little conversation. No … Continue reading Elevator – May 21, 2019