I placed each bead
On my sweaty hand
While a slender sliver of silver
Passed through each hole.
In the wee hours of the night,
I finished two identical strands
I pulled it tight to test its strength.
And before he flew to Cebu,
(a place I had never been to)
I carefully tied one to his ankle
And he tied the other to mine.
As the band swings with my foot,
Its knots graze my skin,
Reminding me that it’s just there.
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