In one building, on one ordinary day, eleven lives unfold in parallel, each unaware of the others, yet somehow connected by the walls between them.
From morning coffee to midnight thoughts, eleven strangers move through the same twenty-four hours in ways both ordinary and profound. Behind closed doors, they carry the things we rarely speak aloud, the quiet struggles, the private shames, the truths we're afraid to admit even to ourselves. Each believes their burden is theirs alone to bear.
Kiera Ives captures the profound loneliness of modern life, and the unexpected comfort of realizing that while we may feel alone, we're all just passing each other's windows, living, struggling, and hoping in the same quiet building, carrying the same weight we think no one else could understand.
A debut collection about the things we keep behind closed doors, and the relief of knowing we're not the only ones keeping them.