Kickstart my heart. Do it. I’m staring into your eyes, daring you to take action. My dad’s excavator hat flashes in my mind, pushing us to “get to work.” You know how to do it. Your hands find the gears with gliding smoothness, and you look at me out of the corner of your eye…
The day the crows came changed everything. The revelations of events scattered across the timeline of her life. Out of order as they were, they returned nevertheless, like breadcrumbs in her mind. It was the same night the blue lights flashed in his eyes. It felt like her daddy’s belt across her backside. Something ripped…
The words had lost their meaning. That’s how it felt the morning I went to say the phrase I’ve used so often that its truth had begun to shake. It quivered from out my mouth… “It’s okay.” Hollow tin-can, it fell out right flat. As fake and off-key as the sing-songy tone I use to…