Our brokenness is the sharp edge that ends up hurting the ones we love. ~M
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“Memory”  Colored Pencils   4×6 inches   ©1986 A little throw back Thursday art from my college days.I believe this…
“Hold on!†she screamed. The rain continued to come down hard causing her hair to hand over her…
You suddenly find yourself standing alone on an unknown sidewalk in an unknown place. It’s night and snowing…
