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She was ripped from her bed, bruised and torn and bleeding from where they'd smacked...

I don’t usually write when I’m this angry. Healthy ways of dealing with anger is...

  Welcome to Strange Enchantments. Our brief moments together tonight are devoted to the spells...

The juxtaposition of faith and life hit me like a slap to the face when...

You were presented in the beginning As pristine, unblemished, pure one We were instructed so...

  Paying Prolife Protesters Back in August (or perhaps even earlier) I started to see...

Escaping the world and its horrors has always been on my purview of things that...

The first time I watched Guardians of the Galaxy, I almost had to stop the...

***TRIGGER WARNING: ABORTION*** A lot had been building up to that moment. My mind was...

  I was six years old, watching Ghostbusters. It's near the end of the movie,...

  I released the cricket from its cage After being deaf to its music Its...

  The womb of the earth convulsed as He gave a sharp inhale Sitting upright...

It’s a magnificent day in Wisconsin, all sunshine and gentle winds and temperate air. Not...

Christ died today. I will not go into the mechanics, the psychological and physical torment,...

  I remember a few years ago, my mom talking about the priest sex abuse...

I can already feel your venomous fangs dripping to latch onto my neck after reading...

There is one thing that I really did not like about the film Unplanned. At the...

I swooned as I read the words: Thus amongst the blessings of marriage, the child...

    Yesterday, there were concrete bags in place of my hands and feet and shoulders ...

Crocus budding in snow. Source: pxhere   Editor's note: My good friend Maiasson sent me...

I was a college student when I first learned that St. Francis of Assisi had...

I’ve always been a Catholic. A classic “cradle” Catholic. My parents were even the archetype...

This post is in response to an article published through Verily on March 13, 2019 titled,...

  Yesterday I wrote about speaking up as a survivor of domestic violence in a...

I’ve been thinking recently about trauma. And about writing. And about writing publicly about trauma...

When I think of Joseph, I think of his Son. I think of Him standing...

The title may sound self-congratulatory, but it's truly not meant to be. It's just that...

  Content Warning: language, stereotypical hateful opinion of Thoreau   I saw an ad today...

Grief. Source: Wikipedia Commons   Once, in trauma therapy last year, my counselor mentioned to...

  Trigger Warning: suicide . . . .   The neighbor upstairs killed herself last...