faith – Amy K. Sorrells

all the joy. a poem.

the gentle wipe of the nose helped her breathe, but my tiny granddaughter cried, mad i paused her feeding. then i remembered: how much the unexpected lapses in life are just the Good Father, wiping us clean so we can inhale all the joy.

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keep going. a poem.

give them something to get them through the winter, God said. And so up came snowdrops and crocuses sassy and strong. and i, walking by, keep going.

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uncaged

i know maya’s cage how one move toward the latch rattles the rails, too stiff to bend for the soloist. but long rusted iron can’t stop the breath of life song building strength and determined to live beyond the walls built to contain the shame that never be- longed to her. the bird watched andContinue reading “uncaged”