we
stand
closely
side by side
i reach out for you
and take your hand inside of mine
our fingers intertwine and our palms make a small space
this space is warm in the deep snow that covers the ground of Point Hope
is warm against the icy wind that blows off the rocking waters of the Chukchi Sea
“life is in these small spaces between us,” I whisper
we stand quietly hand in hand
with the small space, and
then we smile
holding
small
space
- trevor scott barton, poems for brown eyed girls, 2023
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