I relax my mind and meditate, every night before I sleep. He meets me in the meadow, in flowers, two feet deep. I ask him to be honest, to his own self be true. He admits his love for… Read More ›
Day: March 1, 2019
Sunday Best by Christopher Allen Breidinger
Put on your Sunday best. God is surely impressed. You’ve covered yourself With this fictitious dress, All part of the disguise And worn under duress By murdering your logic For an ancient guess. © Christopher Allen Breidinger Excerpt from… Read More ›