….a year later. Advent-close to your birthday on the twelfth day of Christmas month and just hours away from your battle lines, our nation hears the ricochet of ammunition in the college campus. Advertisements
My sister will be married by Friday. Maybe there’s still time to find where my real treasure lies.
Please welcome Knucklepen Artist and kindred spirit, Abigail Byers, and an excerpt from her fingers -hot off the wordpress. Advertisements
As a child, i marred trees. Now, i climb them. —— Advertisements