Daily Archives: April 8, 2017

A Limping Life

I heard your whisper in the wind, and I leaned to listen; but my lisping voice rose rough and rasping, replaying all the shame moments, the named moments—over and over, owning their bite. I glimpsed your face in the greening … Continue reading

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