I asked you for a drink and, though you were shy, I knew that you were ready and, finally, so was I. So together we sat and took sips of wine. And also, I drank you in, after nine years, for the first time.
January 5, 2016
Tufts and flakes of cloud like the careless scuffs of an etcher upon an aquamarine surface of wax, revealing the shock of bronze beneath. A moment’s movement caught and held beyond time and space: such pure stillness, such godly perfection. It is sunset, and close to where we sit a dilapidated ...
The girl who at age 16 let her body be used by the youth pastor of her church, praying it was love, like he promised. Then when the ruse was up, she desperately tried to hide away the thing that drew him to her, her youthful gorgeousness, by eating tons of junk.