Hallowell, Maine
Matthew is my hero, he died and saved us all.
Here’s Matt’s fourth grade picture From right before he died Matthew is my hero He died and saved us all
Matt took the punch That was meant for me Can I call myself a mother When my son died in my place
Matt’s dad said he would break my legs He’d rage and he would scream I knew that he might kill me And Matthew saw it all
Matt took the punch…
I was scared to be alone But still I chose to leave Matthew didn’t have that choice He died and set me free
A feather reminds me Reminds me of my son I wish that I could show him How strong I have become
Nan Bell
Nora Willauer
Hazel Delehey
On the night she gives birth to her son, a mother finds a peace amidst the chaos.
Luke considers the weight of taking a life, even a small one, and reckons with the unexpected feelings that follow.
A summer game ends with Ellen holding her two front teeth in her hands.
