the light bursts through, glowing not scattered or winnowing in the grasses are thick, and even taller still the creek itself is quiet, but there are children playing there, among the ticks and cats, birds and gnats and here, i realize i am more alive than i have ever been
who knew that living in dark woods in the middle of nowhere during your formative teenage years does a number on your brain. we moved back to civilization a few weeks ago.