Poems and Power: Sept 16

A lesson learned the hard way   growing up in the pews of buildings that spiral to heaven, you memorize the muted colors of hymnals and padded folding chairs. the small hairs in your ears, back of arms, knowing by heart every phrase separating you from anything other. all the colorful. all the raw.  the... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑