The living room is a unity of space.
There are no walls no boundaries separating sofa from workspace from dining table from kitchen.
Only
the bathroom is
enclosed
in the corner with
two walls and a
door.
Father watches basketball as brother maps logarithms as sister eats adobo as maid washes dishes, coordinates on a scatter plot with no point of origin no lines no segments no asymptotes.
The dog is defecating in the bathroom.
How we manage to keep to ourselves.
