i miss
a bagel, toasted with a smear
of cream
cheese.
i miss the Hudson.
the bench beside the water.
i miss
strong coffee
and feeling the breeze of april
run up my pant leg
while i fold
and unfold the blowing times.
i miss the city.
i miss you beside me,
your hand upon my leg.
i miss you saying
let's walk,
the park is beautiful today.
i miss a bagel, warmed
from the oven.
the spread of cream cheese.
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