Drafts in the Foundation
—This one is about structural honesty; the places where cold gets in because it always could. The cold doesn’t rush.It waits.It studies the house the way time studies people,patient, thorough,certain something was missed. By mid December it finds the truth.A seam beneath the door,a corner where the floor exhales,a place you trusted because it always helduntil now. You feel it first at ankle…









