Praying with Fringes 02/06/16 – and the earth has a new language

Snow Lisel Mueller Telephone poles relax their spines, sidewalks go under. The nightly groans of aging porches are put to sleep. Mercy sponges the lips of stairs. While we talk in the old concepts- time that was, and things that are- snow has leveled the stumps of the past and the earth has a new … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/06/16 – and the earth has a new language