i saw a guy in scrubs waiting at the stop light
& i wondered,
had you not been denied residency here,
whether that would be you,
waiting to cross the street
hurrying home to cook me quinoa kimchi fried rice
& a big bowl of salad (extra croutons).
id have a to go container of broth from work,
because all you need for sustenance is soup,
shave ice,
& a smile from yours truly.

how different it would be,
how distant we’d be
to the idea of distance.
funny, huh?

how little translates.
note to both:
if ever
be better
next time.

Author: earthtomars

we're bigger than the sum of broken parts.

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