No Matter the Wreckage

by Sarah Kay

I will love you with too many commas, but never any asterisks.

When the train hurricaned past, the fist of air rattled my branches.

My parents named me Sarah, which is a biblical name. In the original story, God told Sarah she could do something impossible and she laughed. Because the first Sarah? She didn’t know what to do with Impossible. And me? Well, neither do I. But I see the impossible every day. Impossible is trying to connect in this world; trying

And those are the very days you have all the more reason to say thank you. Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s swept away.