rests. I’ve been trying to find words, and I thought I was failing because it’d been so long since I used them, but instead it’s because there aren’t any that’ll work. There’s just crying. Crying ’cause I’m happy to be safe, and terrified to see people again. Crying because even though I said my name when I came out of the woods, I don’t know if that’s who I am anymore. Crying because of Duke and Meredith and Kavita and my dad and how I’ll get to see them again, and crying for my momma and Davey Beet because the same isn’t true for them. There’s lots of reasons to cry, but I’ve got a mouth and
...more
