shed a little light
Thalia kindles a votive-sized fire in last weekend’s crafty project.
Nia jots to-dos in the margin of their paper planner.
“Can we please…” Calliope’s index finger rests on green-inked Connect With J, "… move this one to the top?”
When you’re in a position to have gotten so much, the gift at this point is giving back.
Life is an incurable disease leading to death, but it’s also an unrequested gift, which, if we can manage to keep giving it away to others, can keep giving back everything to us.