Gaudy knick-knacks on a shelf,

Collecting time on their backs.

I’ve now read Walter Mosley.

And Hans Fallada.

I’ve returned to studying French.

And Polish.

I can replace a hubcap on a Prius

And flush valve in a toilet.

All these tiny accomplishments crowd my life’s shelf, gathering dust in Anxiety’s shadow.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe, Dust Collector