Betty

by Tiffany McDaniel

Some blamed God for taking too few. Others accused the devil of leaving too many.

That’s my family. Milk and honey and all that old-time bullshit.

“You’ll need to watch out for those who spread gossip as easily as dandelions spread their seed,” he said. “But really keep an eye on the ones who live on decay, like the fungus that grows on hurt or weak trees.”

we bring the earth inside us and restore the knowledge that even the smallest leaf has a soul.”

“It isn’t the sun that grows the crop,” he said to us. “It’s the energy comin’ out of the three of you. Imagine what each of you can grow with the power you got inside you.”