I never paid attention when I went to Jewish school, and I never once sat through services 

And yet I know the sound, like a heartbeat in grey 

I wish I could go through a breakup.

I want to write sad poems

And listen to sad music

And cry in the dark

And scream into my pillow

Holy shit, we did it 

89 days of 15-hour nights that we survived 

The many miles in many layers trudged through many inches of snow are behind us