Heart Journal Entry
Heart Journal Entry. A day among others.
Nine-thirty one morning a boy recalls the sounds and sights
of visiting dad imprisoned for murder.
He's young and strong and broken already at twelve.
His hands flex into a fist and says,
"I am not like my father, no matter what they say."
I tell him he's distinct, whole and separate.
He listens. Hopes, wants to believe
and agrees to continue on a little card
called "next appointment."
At 11:00 another child of fifteen going on twenty-two


