Shake It Off

By Fran Scott

Each time the giant shook their world, glitter the color of fairy wings rained down up their town, coloring the trees and the church’s steeple and illuminating the sidewalks. Eons ago, the ancients speculated that it was the gods punishing them for their sins. The scientists argued that it was a meteorological miracle. Psychiatrists claimed they were all mad. Today, there is no talk of rhyme or reason. No one cares why or how. When the giant reaches his hand around their world, the children gather in the streets, raising their eyes to the heavens, as they are filled with wonder.