this is page 32.
this is me.
and this is you.
under bronze feathers.
opening bronze wings.
closing a book.
of Mary Oliver poems.
going home.
alone.
it's always next year.
well, how about this year?
do not passover.
as our foremothers did.
do not wish to be lizards in the afterglow.
now we are here.
dream.
and do.
repeat.
beat death back before it wins which it always does.