It’s The Little Things
There is a man in our church that grew up on a farm. He drove a tractor at age eight.
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childhood
when it’s over
goodbye the excuse of being a kid hello decisions I won’t regret I may end up looking damn funny with
Read moreGroundwork
my back flat to this mat every vertebra tense, and hastened. hands enclose around my neck and for some reason,
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Mare Crisium
Tomorrow was yesterday – the day imagination took flight; the day my sneakers touched the dust of that distant
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