last weekend, we rented a car and drove for hours
and sang along to the radio, misread maps, and poked around towns sprinkled along the bay
with no set time or place to be, just trusting ourselves to road signs and the sight of the sea
we skipped stones into the waves until our hands went numb
then stood on a cliff by the ocean,
promising each other that we'd come back in april and have a picnic in that same spot.
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