Brigitte the ballerina is balancing on the bridge behind the bricklayer’s.
Beaming.
Braking into a sweat.
(This barrage of B’s, is not lost on her).
Besides…
She’s beautiful.
She’s thinking about Ed Dwight, who was almost the second person to stand on the Moon.
Which would have been beautiful.
Binary.
And probably would have changed everything.
Blesséd symmetry in a bay of tranquillity.
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