In line, waiting for the chili
He said, I'm going to wait
behind the muse
My hair soft and curly, I smiled
another character in the play
Chili in a bread bowl, reminded me
of my Dad
The beans, whole and red
Anything but dead
A new day
Started with a white sky
ready for an application
ready for what needs
to happen
life very clearly
needs to happen
in line at the cafeteria
smiling at Ella, who
I met yesterday
Onward into new moments
Life is arriving
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