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Beat your plowshares into swords and your pruning hooks into spears; Let the weak say, “I am a mighty man.” – Joel 3:10 .. Let’s say these scars are the places the sun shines through. The places the world … Continue reading
.. Take your (basting) brush, and paint it in broad strokes: the stupidity, the closed eyes, the half-baked lies. Measure (sift, swallow, spill) ………….time. Know it’s gone. Allow your heart to be stirred (whirled, blended, pulverized into pulp) by the … Continue reading
We bend low ……..and take a drink. As the moon dips her ……..milky skin …………..into all this ink. Image credit here.