A line from Anna Akhmatova

The drummer & his quartet were
afraid to leave the environments they
knew, were also unaware of a certain
person held in detention. Add in the

small things overlooked each day,
those poems never read. & even when
they paid attention, they were care-
less. Microsignals lose impact when

they're overly polished. Leave room
to drift, remember times when songs
were heard that brought back mem-
ories & think: she wanted storms.