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I’m thinking of you beautiful

and young, of me young

and confused and maybe

beautiful. There were lots of us—

these were our twenties, when,

post-9/11, we were about to

inherit the world, and we had no idea

what to do with it. And look

what we did, and we didn’t.

And now look at us, and it.

We turned away for a blip, started

whispering, kissing, had kids,

bought houses, changed bulbs,

submitted claims, changed channels,

FaceTimed, streamed, upgraded,

were two-day-shipped to, and midway

through our prime earning years

we look up again, decades groggy,

decades late. Forgive us, we thought—

but now it doesn’t matter. These are our

outcomes, consequences, faults,

forties, when the hourglass

is beeping and bleak and people

like us have memories like this

and wonder if the beauty that’s left

is really still beautiful, if it was.