“… read the metaphor …”
Category Archives: Deep South
Finding the Glorious Ones – The ties that bind
“… stories were burned into my soul…”
Finding the Glorious Ones – The Journal
“… because her knees would never bend …”
Being worthy – These shoulders I stand on
“… I owe the shoulders …”
Two words that shook my foundation
I’ve always been in awe of the Elders in my family.
Stepping out from behind the shield
“… when hate masquerades …”
Is empathy a relic of the past?
Empathy is a element that is missing in action.
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