I resolve to write more, and say more. More importantly, to put more heart into the things I say, which is what, I, and you, owe right on back to me and you. You can't stop a comet on its path toward the Earth. You have to move Earth.

The Boys of Summer

getting along doesn't work any more a storm has come and frayed the wires the boys of summer stumble into this old empty house breaking every room to pieces the house that lost its heart before perhaps they were born the house that was left empty while they were collecting insects in jars