A friend texted me: have you seen the moon?
And though I looked around me
From my spot in the ferry line,
The sky was black. She texted back:
It’s in the East, if that’s a help!
And so I left my car and took a walk,
Past the buildings and the trees
To the corner of the street,
And there it was, shining on both of us
Though we were miles apart,
Showering us both with grace, and light.
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