today, and grace touched me wordlessly, grace set a wreath about my head and led me gently into the masses
grace lifted her skirts over puddles, but walked drenched through the rain, gave me relief in her scent
today, and grace sat with me on the curb, and tractors ran over our toes, she just smiled and tilted back her head, she just smiled and let out a laugh
grace held my hand today, and grace gave me her eyes and ankles and collarbones, grace set me across a traffic-filled street and floated above
today, and grace lit candles 'round my feet, grace spread ash over my face and palms and pierced me deep
grace pushed me prone and laid next to me in clovers, grace slid her arm under my head and sang me to sleep
today, and grace kissed my chin, grace stroked my wrists
grace covered my scars and blotted out the sun