Of all the door locks in the entire building, there is one he most looks forward to cleaning. The office is on the fortieth floor, and it has the most amazing lock of them all: actual wood.

The envelope can make an upright, dignified entrance, and then lean against the inside wall like a dapper guest at a soiree.

As a child I watched many sitcoms. I can translate the cackle of the Oystercatcher to the explosion of canned laughter or the roll of the ocean constant or the static silence before an actor spoke. Stereo has a hiss in it, as does the sea. Hear shipwreck or cuticle at rest. The wet moon overhead, overheard.