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sunday two-in-the-afternoon eating strawberries

asking about god with cursory curiosity

like he’s a new boyfriend

like he’s an unproven lover

how do you know him? what’s he like?

your eyes all soft and serious in the reply

you tell me but i’m not listening,

            you tell me all

                        the high mysteries

            spilling from your lips all

                        the secrets of faith and love and grace but

i’m caught by the dappled late-august light on your cheek and

the soft cream fuzz of your sweater against your ear—

            that’s god, you say—

and i miss it

i’m watching you watch the birds and i’ve missed it all

and all the same

i don’t think i’ve missed anything at all

Helen Song is an MS1 at the Perelman School of Medicine.

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