The first thing to appear in front of my eyes, was Light It consumed all I was and it surrounded my heart It was my power, more than what my “family” expected That strength could free me, could change my Fate It consumed all I was and it surrounded my heart I hadn’t ever […]
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inspired by Rick Moody Birds touch the sky, birds touch the sky. Birds, in spirit and in actuality, touch the sky. The tiniest sparrows, crouched in the red maple tree of a backyard, surveying the overgrown lawn, touch the sky. The mighty eagles, wings outstretched, [&h
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Your rosary is made of the same white plastic as the hangers we used to use as bow and arrows when we were playing Indians. I remember being afraid you’d break the hanger as you pulled it back. You always had the hook face down because you thought it made it look more like […]
