Melissa Jackson

Come and sit by the fire

Every morning in the winter in Washington, I make a cup of coffee in the dark kitchen and sit on the front of our fireplace to fight the...

Daly Schmidt

Advent: The Great Waiting

(a poem for the waiting) I am waiting. I am expecting. I am watching. I am hearing. I am seeking. I am dreaming. I am believing. I am...

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