This is our table
And if you look closely, you'll see
that it is always, always sticky and
All around, it is worn down, worn off, worn
in love as we laugh and fight and sing like Johnny Appleseed and talk and connect and get
nourished here three times a day, together.
I don't take it for granted that we live all together, that we eat well, that we are all united here so often. These are grateful marks.
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