This is a wonderful camp that is free for kids with heart problems. My friend Summer lost her stepson to a congenital cardiac problem yesterday, and this camp meant so much to their family.
If you can spare a few bucks, please consider a donation in Riley’s name.
yesterday. waiting for the train
today, power’s out. no. electricity is out at work. realizing all the ways human people rely on that branch
(get it, brancher?) of power.
that thing where all the things need juice. need electric.
Riley. his mother’s writing. Summer’s heart. and all their people.
[just now later. the unspeakable despite all our love
early because boston because autumn kitchen light outside dark cold
summer’s tiny enormous update, our own prayers and hope and love and faith
upstairs’ flower box on our porch, late this past spring
mornings, these last few days: wake, kitchen, coffee
think about Riley, look for an update.
think about Riley
the treachery of the every day
people who love and worry suspended in time, in place
everything out of sync and out of whack while every other thing moves along in real time, speeded up, maybe, in contrast to the elongation of hope and panic and hope and prayer and hope and not knowing
sending love and light and hope to Riley and his people