Sometimes, when the hour grows late and the night covers me in despair, I think of you and the hurt rises as if some great beast awakes from its winter slumber and stirs in my soul. Tears well to the surface a cascade of scalding memories and I'm left breathless from the anguish of a long-ago broken heart
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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