Sometimes you walk in darkness, sometimes you walk in light. You get betrayed in ways large and small, at the same time you get lifted up in ways large and small. Sometimes the hand that reaches out to you is something large to grab onto that holds you firmly in its grip, sometimes it’s the tiny finger of a child but still I smile and rise every morning like looking into the setting sun behind your blonde perm on a concrete and brick stoop on Blackstone Avenue in the spring of 1985.
Jesse Sensibar’s work has appeared in The Tishman Review, Stoneboat Journal, Waxwing, and others. His short fiction was shortlisted for the Bath Flash Fiction Award and the Wilda Hearne Flash Fiction Prize. He is the author of Blood in the Asphalt: Prayers from the Highway (Tolsun Press). You can find him at jessesensibar.com.