M. Hank

In this time in the world with everything that is going on, we need to find joy in the small things. Your sanity depends on it.

Social media is pretty much everywhere. It’s how we share things we like, keep up with friends, and maybe share things we don't like.  And while it can be fun, I honestly think teens spend way too much time on it.

My head cold waits at my bedroom windowsill 

Tells me: 

‘No, you can’t do your homework. Lie back down and quit thinking so much.’ 

Tells me: 

In my attic I keep my heart. 
I hold it there, safe amidst pillows, blankets and childhood stuffed animals. 
When I make things, I break off a piece of my heart, 
and sew it into pillows, 

Sit in the cold gray sand. Like a sand crab,

nestle between each grain and wait

for the waves to crash on the shore. Tell me how

the beach is like the sky, a map of tiny things

Remember the old A-shaped house?

The one with the castle downstairs

And the spell around it?

It's empty now.

Did you know that?