Good friends came to New York
after two years
after the pandemic and zooms
and phone conversations after
aging and sickness and Joe Biden
and Black Lives Matter and all
that happened in these years
when we all stayed inside
our lives reduced to Netflix
to talking on the phone
wearing masks
who would have believed
we’d all be wearing masks
for two years now
but last night unmasked
we met in a restaurant
sat inside ordered
white Negronis
as though two years
hadn’t happened
as though we’d met a week ago
and there we were
happy in a different way
catching up with what life became
these two years and somehow
there we were, able to resume.
Yes. There we were. After all.
Love this.