travel to the flatlands
our first day alone together
a mystery of maps revealed
slidding on your subway seat
kept you pulling nearer
information design, feeling your way around
our circle–and–line harmonizing
I saw the ascending street numbers
and immediately oriented us
discovered the destination of our bus
bridging conversation
Arch — to discover or design a word
for an arch’s base, support
a holy meal, G-d invited, through
intention, attention, and appreciation
we walked and prayed.
didn’t mind we’d left our small altar —
our dining table — as we wove the blessings.
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don’t rush, sister 
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your family will be present to heal