Poetry, Spirituality

I Was Named For Water

Brandywine A stone‚Äôs throw was all it took, we stumbled over our feet into the murky weeds, laugh-barking like beast children in the twilight of an early Summer evening. It was a Saturday and we had nowhere to be, nowhere except the banks of this practically-home, this comfort-zone, this old friend who knew the feel… Continue reading I Was Named For Water

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