it is a meeting of three roads, she said
it is like that play we’ve read
that is a classic
but that i didn’t like

she was showing me the road
she takes to school, the road she drives every day
a piece of her life
of her every day
the early mornings, when it is still dark and i am still asleep
& she goes
goes to a job she is learning about
so in a few months, dear friend, when you are married & have your house
you will teach

& there will be a different road,
a different way
that i may never get to drive with her

& today
as i told her about the every day i took this summer
that these roads
to us

like the three roads that meet together
like the crossing places i read about,
read about in a book
that i very much


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