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