My God, can we make all of it beautiful? Can we round out all of the edges that threaten splinters and sing in full voices when our lungs cave under shame? A brilliance cast across the mundane, soft wonder in the fleeting moments between our need. We grip the sun in aching fingers, our souls […]
Read MoreFires rip through the final act of our drama, charcoal teeth gnashing and flaming tongues tasting each quiet hope nestled in these soft bellies. No regard for hopes or wishes, hours crisp and melt away as opportunities stolen, disappearing into a glorious display that arrests spinning thoughts. Eyes turn to the brilliance of this demise, […]
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