we are not stories that can be
re-written, we cannot
re:imagine things in order to
repair them, nor heal with
the power of thought.
we walk forward and fast and
messily and beautifully
wakes of destruction behind,
striding briskly toward what
hope we have left,
faint as it may be.

featured on "with those who, a journal of empathy" by founder Ben Devries, October 2010