little feet

I stayed in a woman’s house in Oakland for a month that I met on the Internet. When I arrived at her house I found that she had left the country. I found a small pair of plaster feet by the kitchen sink; I imagined they were my host. I hate to be alone, so when I am things can get a bit weird.

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