I assure you
the last two years
did happen.

and

even though
we wrestle with
the burden of
caretaking

and

of releasing
our stories
from clenched fists

and

throats
so tightly locked
that hope almost
choked out of
them sometime around
the third wave

and

again after
the fourth
or fifth cancelled event,

we are ready
to take a chance

and

begin wishing
that we could stop
wishing for things to
be different

and

we wonder
if a life
can finally be put
in an order of
our choosing.

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