Sound Avenue Church Photo

Sound Avenue Church Photo

I half-heartedly stabbed at the crumbs of your favorite thing. I’d be lying if i said i didn’t feel the sting in that soft fleshy spot in me that so few people seem to think exists. I couldn’t blend in at all. Didn’t. Is it me that won’t let me, or them? That old, broken more »

The British are Coming!

The British are Coming!

…i came upon a young boy riding his bicycle down a rural road. As he heard me coming behind him, he stood up on his pedals, head down, gripping bars tightly, shirt open and trailing in the breeze, and pedaled with everything he had. He raced against the wind. He raced against me. All the more »

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