Saturday, October 24, 2009

213 : Hannah Weber

I was moving plates and coffee mugs from the rinse water to the
sterilizing water, pulling my hands out fast because they were both

painful hot, when I saw in the first suds-filled basin, a set of
bubbles there floating in the middle of the water, which were
uniformly shaped

and in a straight little grid, so unnaturally perfect, I thought

it must be a sign.