I have lost my way, but have found the small fire which can never go out, though we are terrified it will. When I first came, I passed you by. I passed the sap oozing from the maple as I passed the truth seeping from the quiet ones. Now birds out of view cry and I know they speak for spirits long gone from the earth. Now when strangers bump and ask, I hesitate, not holding back, but unsure which… Read more

The Givers Once the doctors broke their huddle, her uncle leaned in, “What would you like?” The little girl beamed, “A white piano!” It took him three weeks but he had one waiting in her room. She played it every day like the medicine it was. And the guitar player stopping for water on his way through Virginia, hearing the gas station owner on the phone, “I got no choice. I gotta put ’em down.” The young man keeps telling… Read more