Flowers are not blooming
in their outdoor beds
She gives them sleeping bags
in her kitchen instead…
There’s a cow. I get invited to look at it….
I don’t believe
in second chances,
I believe
in working every day,
getting better,
treating you…
A boy runs away and takes his raft…
First war happens….
The heroine is in love with a smoldering-eyed, brooding hero…
The apocalypse
may be inevitable….
The world
will come apart
in your hands…
Hold back the tide,
keep voice steady,
but not monotonous,
inflect appropriately…
spend so much time
keeping a distance,
using space as a barrier,
making yourself a castle …
