One person's trash is another person's treasure... and that's ok.
I've written novels and stories because I need to and want to. But lately, I feel like I'm defending my humanity as much as my craft.
He told us
that his friend was lucky
because Hell was closed
I wondered what made
today so special
but I forgot
to ask
Writer. Pastor. Poet.
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