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To Them
On the back porch, I've shared many cups of coffee with Guilt. In case you are wondering, Guilt drinks it black and bitter. Shame and I...
charltonlanetaylor
Sep 22, 20191 min read
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To Those
Wounded bird With a broken wing. I long to help, Wounded bird. I cannot help. I'm your broken wing, Wounded bird.
charltonlanetaylor
Sep 15, 20191 min read
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"Cottage of Darkness"
I went on an afternoon hike...alone, but not by myself. I carried The Dead on my back. Hang on! The Dead has a name, but I cannot give...
charltonlanetaylor
Sep 8, 20193 min read
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In the Space of Dreams
I'm the antithesis of my mother's prayers. She begs God for a square but I have no corners; I'm a circle. Her womb housed me. Her pain...
charltonlanetaylor
Oct 18, 20182 min read
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Knitted Apart
It's a terrifying and guilt-saturated conundrum...being a chaplain for a God who no longer exists, a minister for a ghost, comforting...
charltonlanetaylor
Sep 8, 20182 min read
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Exploding Worlds, Opening Universes: The Silent Screams of God.
I left my marriage. It must begin here for with it I undid worlds and opened universes. Yes, an affair. I'm an asshole. A douche bag. A...
charltonlanetaylor
Aug 17, 20182 min read
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