About this porch
No comments. Just witness.
There are no comments on this porch. No replies, no arguments, no strangers preaching at you or picking your story apart.
If somebody’s testimony moves you, you light a candle for it. That’s your amen — one flame, one witness. Nothing more is asked of you, and nothing more is allowed.
The Keeper reads every story before it touches this wall. Nothing goes up without his word.
At every full moon, Granny counts the candles — but she don’t choose by the count alone.
“I count the candles, child, but I listen to the heart.”
Next candle count: the next full moon.
A first night on the porch. Every wall starts with one story.
The elders of the porch
They may answer
When the candles gather, the elders take notice. Granny chooses by the heart of the story — then she calls the others.
The wall
Laid down
The porch is waiting on its first story.
Nothing here yet but clean wood and lamplight. When somebody lays theirs down and the Keeper approves it, this is where it will live. Yours could be the first.
Your turn