sewn together

and then on the opposite side like pulling wet thread through new skin i am imbued with the thought of you

each stitch one more blink closer to that open-eyed breath two more steps it all goes so fast and then i could watch the sunlight progress across your flailing potted plants but i would rather watch you

like sediment my hand settles in a particular place in sleep on top of your wrist a mirror image of where your hand grips in waking my wrist as we cross the street

i shared with you these little important things the card games i like to play you beat me thoroughly in each one and i got proud instead of mad

in the bookstore you point to the volumes i am too overwhelmed to remember and you bring your choices to me like wildflowers letting me turn and sniff each one in grabby paws

i smash garlic cloves with the flat of the big knife and hear you improvise with stewed tomatoes pan rattling over flame then your palm on my back and my lips on your jaw

devour and stumble and tickle each day into being

sewn together we grow alongside

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.