All the neighborhood gang stood around in the dirt choosing sides, while the summer sun eased our pores open and sweat rivered down our necks. Passing clouds were lazy as the wind was slow, and the insects were present and loud. A few ball bats lay on the ground, while the one baseball was in … Continue reading Choosing Sides
Month: May 2021
The Mortar in My Wall
Thrice I have "died", twice to "return"Each time with less, like wall missing mortar and brick. The brace still there, though not as true. The love in heart still strong, but the future light is less. Every love we lose takes a bit of rock out of the run. We have the sand to wake … Continue reading The Mortar in My Wall