I am Canada.

As we drove that highway
you quickly said
Look at that woman!

but we passed too fast.

you described her to me
as geographic + floral

sure she was the one

who sat one row over from you
in that forest school

where you and she
studied
the language of winds

& the music of trees
& the rising tides of destiny.


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