This should have been deliberate. My heart like an owl, a particular silence moving
north. (In every woman’s touch I felt a soldier leave for the war.)
But this is the story’s other life, a piece of lint trapped in the pocket of a man who
will be killed tomorrow.
A thief, I carried it till it opened.
There was nothing there.
I am so happy I found it.

Rich Ives is the author of Tunneling to the Moon: A Psychological Gardener’s Book of Days currently being published in serial @ Silenced Press everyday in 2014 and forthcoming in paperback. Begin from the beginning, catch up, read daily. Just refer to the Burrow Guide.