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Oct 2012
This is a model city.
No, that implies perfection.
This is the model of a city.
A minuscule construction
plastic and glass.
Minuscule.
But if it is small
I am smaller:
A mere rodent
little white mouse.
Let loose
Set free
out into the maze.

And when the sky is dark
dark like this
Cloudless and looming
I look up
at model buildings
gleam and glisten
In what light?
I imagine
the countless windows
are their eyes.
Gleam
Glisten
Glisten
Gleam

Watch the mousie

Watch her squirm

Watch her indecision

Miniscule model of a model city
Plastic and glass
Close to collapse.
and I-
I am claustrophobic.
Too big and too small
simultaneously.

I am so uncomfortable.
Nora Agha
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