In a bedroom 12 x 10
he crouches on a bed, all undone.
The boy--the room, they lie disheveled.
Feathers crowd at the window seat.
Trills squeeze through the window
and escape to muffled hedgerows,
now dwindling in time to the beat of
lollipop drums.
An old chest lies opened
Where many a feather’s left unstrummed…
Whose is this song untethered?
Whose is the beat un-strung?
Bleary blue-light leaks from the mounds of covers…
He’s querying Siri, who knows.
Sherlyn Powell opens up about her love and devotion to her family and the overwhelming repercussion when communication breaks down. Heartbroken and distraught she learns to release her prayer and realize with faith God would reunite her family.
We Will Stone Him is a raw, unfiltered trauma memoir about surviving childhood abuse, emotional manipulation, and the lifelong wounds that follow. This true story marks the beginning of the Rising From The Ashes Trilogy, John Gambacorta and his survi
For a time, I perched myself on a flat rock, comparing my life with the Guyandotte River. Just as its tributaries replenish it daily, changing it in some small—sometimes great—degree, so have the day-to-day occurrences of life changed me. Like the ri
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