box of blood oranges, which you peeled and put in my lap, 1 +
1 + 1 + 1
shovel skinned our backyard like peeling the earth's membrane,
revealed a layer of clay red and flat as rugburn.
winter, the trees suffocated in storm, bones glazed, engorged
in their ice shells.
Walking under them, I knew, this is silent. Their coil
= (calculating arch).
you flicked salt on a cityscape of rime. We learned glaciers
are heart-blue at their cores.
shrapnel, rinds assembled in our trash. Sediment.
to balance two people:
weight1 x my distance1 = Your weight2 x your distance2