Charting the Maze with Grace A dense yew hedge designed to confound eight feet tall, raven-green a braid-maze no blind alleys green— the grassy ground the walls the walls only backward forward look up sullen sky ninth time your call is important to us the walls the walls please hold ground tilts thin breath jaw tight Dr. Dhal’s office a human voice Hello, I say, I'd like to schedule, but first how is your day?
I love the last line. After all of the time it takes to finally connect to a human, you still remembered that it is a human you are talking to. So lovely!
My exact reply.
I feel your unease almost daily and try hard to remain human as you do.