Perfect Love

This article appeared in our third issue: Curiosity. To order a copy of this issue (for $2) please send an email to thoughtmeadow@gmail.com. Perfect Love by Rose of Sharon O’Donnell She was washed into this world in a rush of light and garbled sound and has been overwhelmed by it ever since. This ball of earth, shaped by God’s fingers and tumultuous with his breath, startled her. Shadows danced and quaked. Music strained her soul. Hunger sank its teeth into her. It was too much. She found her own voice and wailed for comfort. She hid in my neck, nursed in my arms, and slept. But the world around her didn’t change. It kept flying through space and assailing her senses until, slowly, she grew to expect the world to poke and prod her. She is now three and a half. She ...