Grace Kelli Russell Agodon Even those who are living well are tired, even the rock star who swallowed the spotlight, even the caterpillar asleep in an unbalanced cocoon. Who knows how to be happy when a lamb is birthed just to be slaughtered at a later date? It's so tiring how every day is also a miracle---- the drunk bees in the plum blossoms, the sliver of sun through the branches---- then on an early morning walk we find the farmer's granddaughter has fallen in love with the lamb, so it will be saved and named Grace. And we are spared, for a moment, from a new loss and life frolics across a field of wildflowers never knowing all it has escaped. -- p2: defenestrate --

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