'Night is a history of longing, and you are my night'
you said to me, and left me
You left my night to me, and yours, and both so cold
and I will be hurt by winter and memories of you
and you will be hurt by the scent of my lilies in the air

Fiction gives us empathy: it puts us inside the minds of other people, gives us the gifts of seeing the world through their eyes. Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over.

lifesfightorflight: Please asking for urgent prayer for Christians in Iraq serious threat that in a couple of hours all Christians will be beheaded. Please pray for mercy, love, justice, and a miracle.