Tuesday, April 20, 2021

20 toward the Omer

yesod shebtiferet

I did not expect to be talking with you while sweeping, washing kale, making tuna fish, and deviling these eggs,

but I also did not expect to be doing any of those things, either. My left hand shows what’s next,

all of me ready to follow. My left foot, surrounded by water, dances on earth, sends the ripples around again.

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