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hard work is always rewarded. unless you're in russia.

[anne]

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i'm going to meet you like

the desert meets the rain

[kris delmhorst]

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Sometimes I'm scared of things not working out the way I hope they will. Sometimes I feel all the little disappointments, their combined weight braced against my collarbone, and it's as good as a voice saying, You remember how this works.
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Sometimes I adjust my rearview mirror when I'm driving into the canyon, and I don't recognize the sliver of eyebrow, of cheek that I see. I worry that I'll become the people I'm around, that I'll start running scared. I imagine my voice and gestures changing, nails growing longer, cheeks hollow like my voice, and I pray against that day, that person. I think the only difference between the two of us is whether we remember dreams.
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I don't really know what to do about it. I pray for water from flint, bread from the sky, years that will humble me and teach me to hope, test my heart without killing my spirit. I pray to remember the flash of the sun against the inside of my eyelids, the sound of water falling. I pray for a future born from the past but different, closer to life, for eyes that we will both recognize.