winter portraits.

I love this man so much.

The Morning

Death asleep was soon disturbed amidst his gloomy dreams by a brilliant, flashing hand  afire with golden beams....

Death: A sleep, asleep.

If death be (as it says in ancient, sacred words) a sleep--- Does it perhaps on darkened earth recline  its weary head, at ...

Fears, dears.

oh, please, no. One of my most deep-seated fears in life is having children. or, to be honest, even wanting children.

A pomegranate.

The pomegranate was hiding secrets. Smoothed with bright red, a lovely shape-- but what I wanted was on the inside. I cut open t...

Rise, let us be going.

"Rise, let us be going." [matthew26.46] The disciples went to sleep when they should have kept awake, and when they realized w...
 

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