Everybody Believes They Are the Good Guy

I was hanging with grandparents in a kindergarten and the teacher drew an accordion wall across to keep the children in antigravity class together the grandparents separately graded balloon worksheets sunlight floated in, the grandparents thoughtful about addition, mulling vacation Come here I said to the little one too little to be in class, soft as peaches I want to tell you something and you repeat it back to me next time She toddled over, put her arms up to hug me, we hugged She had stars inside her soul, was visibly celestial beneath her coat More human than human, got it? I cuddled her Okay, she said,I’m more human than a human