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our morning test prep —

we head down to the bridge and

skip stones together

(in honor of C.D., on her birthday)

late-in-life swimmer —
so proud
of my flip turns

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brimming excitement —

we stand outside in our socks

to see the moon ring  

toasting pumpkin seeds

and remembering the friend

who taught me this trick

autumn winds —

amidst the clouds a glimpse

of the near-full moon

November nights —

suddenly the cold knows how

to pick any lock

braced against the cold

and feeling, all day,

driven on the wind