i tried to draw a
memory map
of the first house
we ever lived in.

the hallway kept
looping back on itself
an eternal return
in my imaginary
floorplan.

***

you were in the kitchen
madly googling bloodlines

and other diaphanous things like

middle names,
insignias and
border-crossings.

i took your findings and
marked out our territory

a vanishing point between

then and there.