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spiritual

Poetry
Sunsmith

Hammered down the stars in all their brightened points; Battered out the world in its green and ocean form,…
December 17, 2008
Poetry
Waiting Saints

I have a hope, bright in darkest place; a drowning flood of ocean’s grace to rise around these broken…
December 8, 2008
Prose
Man on the Moon

I ran because I was afraid. We’re all afraid sometimes, aren’t we? Afraid when it’s too dark to see…
November 29, 2008
Poetry
Fracture and Refine

Tremors ran the fracture lines, much like lightning, as those secret fingers lit the night and lost the world…
November 27, 2008