Three’s fine

There’s usually Will and me, just two but

              when the Muse shows up,

We are three.

This last morning, the Trump election victory jumped

        in

            and began

                             to ruin our writers’ workshop.

Maybe it was because there were now four, and that was

             too many

Or maybe because of the anxiety, grief, and worry

                     so reminiscent of those 9-11 feelings

Remembering YogaMindy’s mantra to “keep breathing”

               we translated that into

“keep writing”

And so the three of us did.