The Blue Bird

I become a different voice when hidden behind the glow of the rectangle A voice that reflects that face starring back inverted In the real I heard a story I chirped a chirp in that space on purpose to get him to attack I let him think he was the bird I was like the … Continue reading The Blue Bird


If Jesus, who sweat blood because of a future He couldn't control could still trust and walk in faith with God, then I can stress/freak out a little and yet still trust that everything will be okay. Believing in God doesn't mean that we lose our fear of the dark, it just means that we … Continue reading FAITH AND STRESS