Inside the woods is an abandoned hotel.Trees grow in the lobbyand up through the rooms.Limbs jut out through the windows.It looks like outsideinside.I climb the treesthrough 1000 rooms.I look for youin each of them.You’re a long shiny line.

You are so high in the tree.If you jumpyou will live a full lifewhile falling.You will get marriedto a hummingbirdand raise beautiful part- hummingbirds. You will die of cancerin mid-air. I will not lie. It will be painful. You are a brave little boyor girl.