A Rock Home Companion and a minor miracle to note
He gets into my little office bag of supplies, wants to create, and so makes a cross necklace like Mama’s Ethiopian cross, and he asks for a photo, our crosses, our cheeks together.
We all want to create, put up little images of how we see the world. One draws water, one makes streamers at music time, and another makes body art.
I watch these boys grow big legs, long eyelashes. They’re strong. I hang you pictures here, want to show you.