I love the word “blend” in your poem! Blend — not change, not consume, not cover or block, but blend. I like that image. And isn’t that what friendship is or should be? A blending of different histories, backgrounds, cultures, experiences, and opinions. We don’t change or alter one another — we blend, taking two separates and making a new whole.

Thanks for sharing, Ifeoma.

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