driving down the stranded
main street hulled out by
the dangerous heat wave
that rolled down from the 
tops of the pale green trees
and onto the unforgiving sidewalks
I saw a woman walking along
leaning against the humidity
the strands of her hair
wet against the back of her neck
no shadow to be seen

I thought about how
since the beginning 
when we started
this whole mess
in a big explosion
that spread everything 
we had been traveling
for so long
to the moment
of her pushing through
the thick air
and me gliding by
looking at her
knowing that we’re both
bigger than what
we’ve given ourselves
credit for