edible words

I grabbed a tiny brush, got down on my hands and knees, and cleaned the grout between the tile on the bathroom floor. I clean, but not this kind of clean. I thought about the next people who would live in the confines of these walls that I have lived for the past year with … More edible words

dirty hands

I gently pinched the skin on her right hand and watched as it slowly morphed back into a wrinkled state as she watched the evening sunset across the country road. Her nails were manicured now, with a clear polish, but had long been kept short and framed with dirt. The age spots splotched across her … More dirty hands

show off

Since a child, my life has been marked by fear. I have believed the lie that if I can plan for the worst case, then I will be fine because then I can plan a way out, all the while, praying to God for a “peace, be still” moment. The humorous part is that even … More show off