The story unfolds across the bottles and through the years as we turn pages of hopes and dreams, of children and cats, our narrative curving like the twists of plots devised and scripts unbidden; for everything always changes, and yet these friendships endure.
Author’s Note: This poem was written on September 15, 2024. I’m grateful for my female friendships that have endured three decades and counting. Making space and holding space, sharing news and quality time, powering each other through ups & down — truly balm for the soul. And thank you for supporting my art!