the woman
who texted me
at three forty-seven in the morning,
just to say,
hi.
i met her fifteen years ago
in a cooking class.
we were learning
how to make a pot roast
for a party
larger than five.
she's living in Kentucky now.
i write back and say hello,
then ask
her for an all purpose
gravy recipe.
i get no reply.
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