After a few fits and starts March has come to a close lamb-like as…
There’s always that one day. That taste-of-spring day that comes along and takes us…
Read PostA Faint Hope
Buzz Buzz Buzz.
Up before dawn. Uncooperative limbs and scratchy, sleep filled eyes.
Read PostShit or Dust
Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation’s final law–
Tho’ Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek’d against his creed
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Silence is golden, or so they say, and here in Savages it’s quiet today
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