The Alphabet Conspiracy

First Apartment

61 First Apartment Our two cats sunned themselves on the roof. We kept a plastic rocking horse in the living room. You bought a rabbit from the flea market. For me, you said. I bought vegetarian cookbooks. The rooms were big white boxes we could never fill. The man downstairs drank and tried to sell me his belongings when I came home from work. I still have a picture of you smiling on that horse. The rabbit chewed shoes and books and left little black pellets everywhere. I built a cage from plywood and chicken wire and put it in our bedroom. Why not in the living room with the plastic horse, I wonder now. And why the plastic horse? ...