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Too Good
Little One
Lydia Grace
Every day with you is a gift not promised
A new morning mercy that breaks through night’s darkness
Continue readingReal
Is this real?
Continue readingTransplantation
My thoughts so easily jumble
Joining my dreams like a pile of rubble
I tasted
I saw
I thought it was good
But the Giver is better
Continue readingEbenezers
I want to weave words
like spiderweb cords Continue reading
Published!
Here is a link to my new poem “Rocked” published over at Fathom Magazine! Continue reading
No Trace
Sandals removed
Where the rocks have been smoothed
Waters rise, waters fall
I am small Continue reading