Tag Archives: Fibs
.. She tells herself each morning that she’s not enough. He engraves His grace graffiti on her lie-stained heart, that she might reflect His love. .. Prompted by PAD Challenge, day 12. Advertisements
(a fib) .. i am waiting for something. i have been to the moon’s darker side a thousand times. i once held a baby hummingbird loose in my palm. . Prompted by OctPoWriMo, day 22.
(a Fib) . oh, you had dibs on my heart until you dubbed it a fool, unspooled its soft edges into this black sky. confession: broken can fly. ..