Arc of dark-nesses . . .

surrender to rod and staff

Mortal hope ordained ©









She was a child and a wretch—fighting in the spaces between. Embraced were her scars taken without fear while molded was the darkness to the light where her dreams appeared out of pain and aloneness.   




“Today you are you, and that is truer than true!  There is no one alive who is you-er than you.”
—Dr. Seuss









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