I Came Home From Teaching All Day to Find a Lock on My Own Pantry

build from the ruin of what we had. Maybe something better than what came before, something with clear walls and good light, something that knows what it is. Maybe not. But we are finding out, which is more than I expected.

I sit in my garden on afternoons like this one, with the sun warm on my face and Arty sleeping in my lap, orange and enormous and continue reading …