i laid in a field behind the red barn, across the broken lake once. i waited for the sun to disappear and for the stars to show their beautiful faces and sing their wonderful songs. i waited for the night creatures to hear the beauty of love and sadness. i saw a shooting star and i made a wish for the good lord to come clean me of all the hate in the world. he said well i guess thats ok and sent me a thousand shooting stars to the sky, a pinch of glitter on my shoulder. fireflies came out and danced across my naked skin then kissed my nose and ears and whispered that everything was going to be okay.