“But can’t poetry also be just what you feel?”
Of all the questions I have been asked in my life, this one may haunt my mind the most. I was onstage at our church’s monthly event where art of all kinds was shared and critiqued in a formal but welcoming way. Something like a planned and structured open mic night, this time invited anyone in the church or …
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