Poetry & Praise: glorious

NOTHING STAYS THE SAME

 

Turns out he actually did know what had been making him so sad the last few days, only he hadn't wanted to make it real by naming it. He had bruises all up and down from bumping against the untold resistance. Still he preferred to think it was nothing. On the third day she said the word, the dam broke and a river of sorrow carried them away to someplace completely new.