I'm lurking in the shadows because the light hisses at me
And then I realised I had left the baby Jesus up in the classroom in a plastic bag.
“And the possibilities were lighting up in these kids… They knew what I meant; I meant pretend baby Jesus was in the crib and adore him, in the crib. But no, they decided they would literally adore the empty crib. They started saying, ‘Oh mighty empty crib!’ Wilful misinterpretation. ’Of all the empty cribs I have ever seen, you are surely—’ I’ll take this coat. ‘—the mightiest and most holy of the empty cribs!’”