Poem text on a pink background. A digital color drawing of a knife on a cutting board surrounded by partially-cut vegetables sits below the poem. The poem, titled “community,” reads: “you, me, us, in the quiet midevening, laughter in the kitchen, talk breaking for singing, sharing tips to make living in a life made of knives less sharp.”

nothing can make things okay like community. time spent with loved ones. friends who are like family. thank you all for making difficult weeks less sharp.

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