Escape Second Death
“Worms tunnel the clay and mud and brains and veins of Man’s forgotten pains.”
“Worms tunnel the clay and mud and brains and veins of Man’s forgotten pains.”
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A Short Story “…I don’t consider your happiness when I call. You are needed, and you are able, therefore you must go.”
This poem is published in the poetry anthology, Its Not Easy by Poets’ Choice. This is my first published piece.
“If I was to write a Christian novel, I would have to write, like all writers do, a human canvas navigating and experiencing life as it is lived; I would have to write the truth”
I write the words I cannot pray, too false for Heaven, too honest for Hell, telling the truth by lying well.