You, in your football sweatshirt and your hair
cropped so short that after months of having watched it flow into your eyes
our grandfather says that you look like a Buddha-monk,
gazing down at the table with your hands in your pockets,
your wide-mouthed grin holding no more traces of the
brackets gone at last from a jawbone still too [...]

“I never planned to become a pi junkie. I never thought I’d become intimately familiar with the Holy Grail of geeks and math majors, or know that its sixty-forth digit was three. But handsome Derek made me learn it, digit by stubborn digit, as we raced up the stairwell of the psychology department [...]