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Jenkins seemed to be able to enjoy everything, even ugliness. I learned from him that we should attempt a total surrender to whatever atmosphere was offering itself at the moment; in a squalid town, seek out those very places where its squalor rose... Continue Reading →

l e g a c y

Here's to the wrinkled hands firmly holding each other in front of empty pews. Here's to the recreating of wedding pictures taken so many years ago, same couple, same pastor. Boutineer on her wrist, laughter in his eyes. Here's to... Continue Reading →

but the greatest of these was love

There is a lot of weight to be found hidden behind certain words. Weight that speaks of yearning and hope, of a greater story tearing at the encasing of a single utterance. Forgiven She never stopped,  Never mistrusted the promised... Continue Reading →

Anxious about anxiety

Sounds like a pan full of popcorn ready to blow. And mostly impossible. Not so unbelievable, however, when the knot that sits heavy on the end of your sternum continues to wedge itself between your lungs, pushing the air out... Continue Reading →

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