The pages of infinite books of love are pasted on walls without windows or doors. Care packages assemble themselves on counters as loaves of bread align like matchsticks on tables. Seeing others get out to tell stories opens up ways for prayer to return to where it belongs. Many say, no, and refuse to get used to wearing gloves, glasses and masks to guard against the wishful thinking that surrounds the land where people confirm suicide as a valid way of living.
Way of Living
