Gone to See the River Man

by Kristopher Triana

There’s only two places anyone can find peace—the woods and the grave.

The people we make suffer stay inside of us longer and more deeply than those who we bring joy, don’t you think?

But their new kinship was as real as their old cruelties. All the world is guilty. It’s just a matter of degree.

Truth is pain—sharp and deep and merciless. Only love can ease the suffering, for love is the sharing of those truths.