the cuts, the rents, and the wounds: religion in everyday life

Kelly Baker    I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar’s chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I am still right here—Johnny Cash, “Hurt” What might surprise is that the run-ins pierce and balm in so many ways. The neighborhood […]

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