From opposites sides, we looked at the map of Virginia
that table made in my parent's kitchen and
from under the newspapers and our cofffe cups
you pointed the eastern edge where you'd rather be
and asked me to do the same, but
where I want is out the backdoor and passed
the neighbor's yard, over other people's fences
to a table shaped like something else entirely.
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