by Editor on November 23, 2012
The following poem is by Caitlin R. Once upon a time I was a little girl. Very little. Five. It was a Sunday night. We were at Church. That’s were it usually happens. At Church. Even at a young age. I don’t remember much. The sermon, the people, the songs. All I remember is when [...]
by Todd Hebert on October 23, 2012
My girl comes home from church, wearing that pretty flower dress. Every single Sunday, that same pretty flower dress. But there’s a stain that getting bigger. It troubles me, I must confess. That preacher feeds her lies. They come spewing from his lips. My girl’s mind is filled with lies that come spewing from her [...]