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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