
©Mark Schutter 2016

©Mark Schutter 2016
Knowing that the world and all people desire and crave grace Knowing sometimes there is no justice in…
The following poem was written after spending the entire day at the hospital watching ‘life’ occurring all around…
Slowly you drift away And could not stay You are not coming back Fade to black Screams of…

I wrote a first draft of a new novel during November’s National Writing Month (#NaNoWriMo) creeping up on…
A suffocating gray; hangs over our heads and covers our hearts. Looking for color; no matter how small…