food & thought
Made a chickeny stew tonight with heaps of hot jasmine rice and we were quiet as we dipped spoons and I sat stewing myself, still sitting in a circle with the boys at the local detention center the night before, all of us there, gathered with all our ragged bags and huddled carefully, distantly, hope straining to be heard, to speak up, gospel.
Circled
Men and boys, shackled and free,
pulled our chairs, guarded faces
up to each other, searching.
- Michael Wolfe Dechane
- I find things, and sometimes I make things, and I love. I spend most of my time searching, creating and believing. I enjoy drinking beer, also.
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