Pillar of Salt

I didn't just walk away from organized religion, I fled for my life. I'd like to say I've never looked back, but I have. Not because I missed it, though. Not at all. It didn't take much to convince me I was a troubled soul in need of saving. They were just affirming something Id' … Continue reading Pillar of Salt

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Trauma Queen

I don't remember how long I was locked inside our backyard garden shed. I do remember the darkness inside didn't make the summer sun outside feel any cooler. I remember the air filling my lungs felt as thick as the engine sledge it smelled like. I remember being scared, but not being afraid to die. … Continue reading Trauma Queen