your stop in Georgetown, mine
along the road in Redding –
two out-of-towners who
rode the bus for hours
receiving, in return, religious education –
between stops, mostly mindless, staring
numbly out the window, still
I was glad to see
your face at the reunion,
features blunt and blended, soothing
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I’ve been reading here and really love your writing style . . . so I decided to leave a comment to tell you so. And it suddenly occurs to me that I KNOW who is writing this. CatherinE???