Khadija sees

the sun streams and
                                  warps
blinds
blink
          ing
refracting through glass
in - unrestrained - wayward joy
over photographs
                              paper walls
sepia caught by the edges,
lettering in gold and love,
sight saved by framing

her eyes, seeing, open to the end
of time even in the dark
room where we

                         blink
closed ours