No New Friends

A poem

One month, one month ONLY?

When I wrote this title, I was thinking of a Brent Faiyaz song. What I’m writing about has nothing to do with any of that, though.

The four of us only knew each other for one month, yet it felt so much longer. We met at a coffee shop with maybe 40 other people. We were strangers amongst an even larger group of strangers, then we exchanged numbers and made plans for karaoke.

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March 20, 2019: Amanda

You never know who you’re gonna meet riding the bus. I found this in a little notebook I kept during my script writing days at CC.