It could have been either of us
or both
stopped in the park by a woman with a Rollie
in our youth
sad and hungry and convinced we'd always have
each other
And now i'm stopped again and hold your hand
it was our time
I scribble on the page to slow the memory down
and if
and if
by chance you see this and it slows you too
could be we do.
—reading a page in the NYRB of June 8, 2017.
