House is an Enigma
By Emma Bolden
House is not a metaphor. House has nothing
to do with beak or wing. House is not two
hands held angled toward each other. House is
not its roof or the pine straw on its roof. At night,
its windows and doors look nothing like a face.
its stairs are not vertebrae. Its walls may be
white. They are not pale skin. House does not
appreciate your pun on its panes as pains.
House does not appreciate because house
does not have feelings. House has no aesthetic
program. House does what it does, which is
not doing. House does not sit on its foundations.
House exists in its foundations, and when the wind
pushes itself to full gale, house is never the one crying.
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