a_string_of_invisible_christmas_lights PeeT The swallows have a story they tell no one, not even the rats, the rats you once saw standing on their hind legs at the dump late in the dark, the car silent. Not even the empty shopping cart of the wind as it wheels through the foliage-- Everyone has a story, like a string of invisible Christmas lights wound into the heart. And every story has a story that hides inside its own labyrinth. The past has a story as wide and as deep as the world. Every word has a story and every stone. by Malena Morling, 111113 what's it to you? who go blather from