Drinking from the cup

by | May 20, 2013 | Community, Concrete Words, Faith, Poetry

Finger wrapped steam curls toward wood beams, this holy morning fragrance mingled with words and some tears and knit brows and shoulder shaking gold Lives, lots, portions in earthen containers and hers seems more like folds of linen this morning and she asks where is...

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