Daytrippin

It started with a book. And then, a card.* Some online lovin’. Email exchanges. A plan, with a ticket to ride.

All I know is I wanted to sit with the poet who wrote alfabet/alphabet & she in turn wanted to meet me.

We didn’t have to wait for a reading, or a panel, or any such thing. “Let’s plan an afternoon stroll.” A simple day trip.

And, we did.

Thank you Sadiqa.

*I carry to this day