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R. Holmes
Constellations were mapped out by man, but there's something with those freckles God had to sit and design. And if there was any way ...
Apr 4, 20251 min read
St. Paul The Sinner
The chapel’s billboard is missing letters, long past unreadable. Remaining square inserts, yellow with time cling to their runners with...
Mar 28, 20251 min read
The Art Of The Free Exit
“I’ll see you later.” “I’m just a smidge too busy today.” “I hope you have fun! Next time, I promise.” And none are concerning None...
Feb 24, 20251 min read
From The Wings
All the world’s a stage I watch light scatter across hard plywood Coated in layers of paint Sprayed colors, black, a wood floor, black...
Feb 10, 20251 min read
Of Life
My father is of the earth My mother of the stars My father’s eyes reflect the sunlight passing by trees, waterfalls, even shadow My...
Feb 3, 20252 min read
The Things I Remember
Hell, I knew it was stupid, I knew the moment I picked up the phone, and Sara asked if I wanted to go swimming. I said yes, put it on the...
Jan 14, 20251 min read
Snowfall
There are times I lie awake and think of you I feel your fingers against mine, or the weight of your leg as we sit quietly I recall the...
Jan 14, 20251 min read
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