I did not go to church this morning. I wanted to land, to lie on the dark wet ground and look up at You and the sky and be alone. I ran.
Why do I worry?
Some days some weeks some months my eyelids flutter fast like my heart and the shadows creep up behind me, poke my skin with their…
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