Creative Writing

One Taste
The Definition of Community
In the Beginning
I  am a Child
One Cloud Blotted Out the Sky
The Call of a Lover
May We Find Our Way Back Home
Woman at the Well
Darkness
Good Friday
Astonishment
In the Storm
In My Image
Dirty
450 Words
Absorbent and Yellow and Porous are We
Nomad
Urgency Rains
White Knuckles
I Do
Choose
The Good News
Disturbed
Yours, Mine, Ours

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