Well, I don't imagine that I'll post a lot of brand new work fresh out of the notebook and into the Word app regularly here, but this is something I wrote this morning after it really happened. Peace be with everyone.
What to Pray For
Teen missionary girls handing out
Nelson’s Golden Glow Chicken
door to door. I wish I could
articulate the irony of this.
“Is there anything we can pray
for you about?” one asks, smiling,
standing below my front porch steps.
The audacity of this might be
a form of courage. “Uhhhhh…”
I say, mind blanking. There are
so many things. My kids. My mom.
My GF’s newly fostered cats.
Teachers in Indiana. The American
Democracy. “Uhhhhh…” I say
again. “I think I’m good.”