Eleventh grade and Margot had been a newbie six times. Sheesh! Margot never expected to get used to being the ‘new kid.’ Once high…
“Excuse me. I couldn’t help overhearing you mention the location of the bookstore. Would you repeat that for me?”
The trick is to find comforteven in the face of rage,to cling to compassion,until it becomes second natureunfolding like a map…
We held space sacred as weIn the hushed silence livingBetween our gentle breathsCarved silent memories