A Sprig of Green

A Sprig of Green

By Jane Maree I scrub some of the dirt from between my fingers, trying to ignore the furious beating of my heart as I hobble across the pavement. My arms sting with small nicks and scratches from hours of scrabbling through the ruins, but all for nothing. I...
Oh God, My Comfort

Oh God, My Comfort

Oh Lord You know my fears You see my struggles It is only through you that these will be removed Yahweh You see me in the dark My soul filled with burdens Like those on Christian’s back Dear Jesus My life is yours But I feel so drained I hide behind a smile that...
Finished

Finished

By  Ingrid Dornbirer The dagger of lies has pierced again, Nothing will console me. Unworthy, shameful, filthy, weak, I let their words control me. My eyes, they spill the tears of pain, As angry thoughts surround me. Will the eyes of love and truth Never search and...
A Girl Named Avery

A Girl Named Avery

By Jess Hessler I wasn’t too excited about visiting Gramps. After his last stroke, the doctor decided to keep him for a couple weeks to monitor the after effects. Gramps couldn’t talk or do much. He would just lay in the white bed while the various...
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