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Jesus Speaks of Freedom

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My hall is white.  My doors open to empty white rooms and a world of white rock. Save one.  There, a glass case holds the green of all the woods, and all the horrid shades of a thousand thousand cracked and crumbling statues.   I drape it in a white shroud. I’ve hunted through the […]

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A Statue of a Woman

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A statue of a woman stands in a forest.  Vines twist about her hips and thighs; their roots grasp the earth.   Her arms reach for a tree’s limb, as if to pull herself free.   Jesus stands near her, grey leaves snarled in his hair.   “I carved this, a perfect likeness of her,” […]

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