Seven months after you paint my bedroom Marquee/Eggshell – a poem by Julia Bonadies

Seven months after you paint my bedroom Marquee/Eggshell the halos we wear are hollowed by heartbreak, and faith is a relic meant to decorate dresser drawers. we wear silver linings like jewelry. keep daylight preserved in glass jars should we forget what answered prayers taste like. obedience to God is a weight our love was […]

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