Pinhole by Kay Ryan
Because you can only sit in the dark for so long, until the sky opens up again.
Because it is time to wake up.
Because a wound heals eventually.
Because a scar means surviving.
Because another story can begin even if the other hasn’t reached its end yet.
Because I am here. Because you are here.
Because the world turns.
Because there is a crack in everything.
A pin hole
of light. We
more of it
a small act