something altered in me the moment i saw
the grandfather on the other side of the table
holding the chip signifying my thirty day sobriety
he looked at me with compassion,
smiling as he closed his eyes
praying for my recovery
i felt loved in my marrow and,
ever since,
when someone’s chip rests in my hands,
i pray with desperation for the someone,
i pray for her life, for her to be strong in the knowledge
she is safe and by another's shoulders she is carried
i pray because i felt that man's prayers even when
i did not believe
and i pray
because we are all nothing without each other
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