Monthly Archives: December 2012

Words are sometimes too much like lost friends. At the slightest hint of their sounds, their scents –leaving you– It becomes a scurry, a panicked return to their gravestones Where all meaning returns. ©2012 Jessica Stephenson All Rights Reserved Advertisements

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And then there was a silence.

We love. We are loved. We are love. Wake up, now. Use your light to quiet the threat of darkness. This is not a time to make war from war, or bitter seed from bitter root. We are all accountable. … Continue reading

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