Just Passing

โ€œYesterday, in the afternoon,
more than a year since you died,
some words came into the air.
I looked away for a second,
and they were gone,
six lines, just passing through.โ€

Thatโ€™s from the poem โ€œFriendโ€ by Adrienne Rich.

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