Breathe by Rachel Wegner // Breathe. Like I’ll never breathe again. (And maybe I won’t.) My soul clings to the dust from which it came. Shrouded. Dirtied. Hidden. The rise and fall of my chest now slows, and I wonder how I got here. “To everything there is a season,” the broken sage recites. A … Continue reading
Room for Two by Rachel Wegner These dreams He gave me are a hard fought battle. The very nature of them exacts a wrestle in the deepest part of me, with a million-and-one moments of hope, doubt, exhilaration, grief. Perhaps I thought it would be one swift motion when the time for a dream had … Continue reading