New Normal

So much happens gradually,
then suddenly.

That bone spur, unobserved till the shoe no longer fit,
didn’t erupt fully-formed; cartilage doesn’t crumble
abruptly, it erodes. Your morning run receded
from the town’s outer roads in concentric
circles. You don’t recall restricting your-
self to this hamster wheel of a
route, you only know it’s
the shoe that fits

Julie Rosenzweig is a Jerusalem-based translator, mom, and good urbanism advocate. Her essays on city issues have been featured at The Times of Israel. Other work has appeared/is forthcoming in Literary Mama, the antiBODY poetry anthology, and on Medium.

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