ALT Testimony My son, I have this story to leave you: once, on the darkest night of my little life, when the old year was turning to a new one, I lay alone in the wilds of the pine trees and I told the sky, No one loves my chaos. (I was young. I still believed in fairness. I still believed, as the ruined do, in truth.) I don't know what you'll think in your own time, but I—I believe, my child, that the monstrous storm that happened, thunder and flood as I had never known, I believe, Leo, that that was the God I love, saying, If no one knows you, I do, I know you. Look at this chaos of my wild heart. You think it's easy to love me? For a trillion years I've been lonely. Only the boldest can hold me. Sweet Jesus the love you'd have if you were you. —Joseph Fasano

ALT Sudden Hymn in Winter What if, after years of trial, a love should come and lay a hand upon you and say, this late, your life is not a crime —Fasano