Blog

Blog God + Life

When The Girls Talk

When the girls talk of dreams and regrets, love and heartbreak, I almost feel like I’m hearing myself and these conversations are merely ghosts — whispers of my longing and loss that have refused to go into the night and be at final rest. When the girls talk about childhoods that shape

Read More
Blog

There Is A Monster Under My Bed

There is a monster under my bed, and it’s not who you think it is. It’s neither frightful nor fanciful, Not hairy nor wily. It’s a little ball of moss, with the strangest green eyes to match. It wears a timeless smile, complete with half-chewed nails that scratch. It lets

Read More

You cannot copy content of this page