Aug 2015
Jesus.
A holy card propped on my nightstand.
I thought,
"I need to be by Myself."
He looked a little wounded.
But Father could not understand the physics of this situation.
A holy card propped on my nightstand.
I thought,
"I need to be by Myself."
He looked a little wounded.
But Father could not understand the physics of this situation.
Blackout poetry. Taken from Jodi Picoult's Handle With Care, because why not...
A work in progress.
A work in progress.
