The moon was full and we were howling.
Crisp, cool wisps of air rushed by our ears
and ran through our hair.
A thought was born that would not shake.
It would not budge
or twist
or lunge
into anything else other than what it was.

We fell back as if we were plucked from under us,
by something much bigger than us.
I was scared at first,
and so were you.
Until a hush,
much, much bigger than us,
scooped us up and brushed off the yuck.

Laughing laughing laughing,
heads back basking like sea lions.
 
With love, Kennedy

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