Writing

There was cedar in the beginning and then there were candy canes. 

Potato soup, three ingredients but I added four 
Potatoes, cheese, broth and something a little more 
cringey action I know, confusing recipe I know 
I know.

There was a collapsed star.

There was light at the very end of a cave.

There was lightning that struck a tree.

There was a baby born

With a slightly bigger skull, one day.

The humans are out there taking their bows in the light where the world can see.

We are piled up, 

cold and immobile on the floor as the green room light fills 

Crunched windshield from last February.

Glass was embedded in his hand from when the truck flipped.

They hit black ice on the road.

I did not know kindness isn't always loud, 
not the grand gestures, not the 
throw-the-coat-over-a-puddle, 
because sometimes 
it is simply someone sitting on the ground