Signals

I hummed in an empty stairwell and the echo joined the band.

Shadows here know my name better than friends do.

Sock puppets reviewed my meeting notes with applause.

Scary thoughts can hurt me

The echo of my laugh chased no one.

Time crawled, leaving drag marks across my plans.

Late night fridge glow looked like a portal to simpler times.

Spam email congratulated me; I accepted the compliment anyway.

Finished a book and felt simultaneously bigger and empty.

A passing cat ignored me and I respected its boundaries.