they talked about churches, that they were miserable places.



some of them. no heating.



planning champing ideals.

your turn to research….



sipped my coffee.



of the diocese, googled how to spell it. listened on the open

book, while here it is bound.



closed.

hidden in boxes.



i was sent to a psychiatrist, eleven years old.

what do you expect?



was told i was fine, given a bible.



what did i expect?



maybe something better.



this book is tied.



I gathered the bread and left.



sbm.