I Wonder

I wonder who lives across from me. The people behind the white, stark door with an outdated lunar new year poster. Or the people behind the white, barren door, beside their outrageously belated neighbours. They are my neighbours too. And we all seem to be only barely acquainted, not quite past the name greeting phase but totally past the attempt to ignore each other’s existence. Thus, I sit here on a Saturday afternoon, pondering about my neighbours. Who are they?

Markers + Pen. 2016.


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