Comments about Elijah Spellman
“I’m just a simple prairie girl” she would retort, as I reveled in her depth and complexity.
I understood her and misunderstood her, simultaneously.
Long, languishing evenings spent intricately weaving our souls together.
Pleading with each other inaudibly to “handle with care” the gifts we sometimes reluctantly, sometimes voraciously bestowed on each other.
She sang for Me, I listened.
I realized after her unannounced departure she had been saying goodbye, since hello.
Beguiled, I waited for her return, passing the time building a fortress and a carefully ...