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Unmeasured pressure behind
my chest
forces out a single
drop
to be followed
by
numerous companions
unchecked--I drown
beneath my
blanket
behind a door
locked.
I am fine.

(I was looking through my book and this poem caught my eye. It's from 2007)

She's my FifteenYearOld Sister

First, I'm sorry blogging has been nonexistant for me. The computer decided to switch me to html format and I had no idea how to change it back. Also I am html illiterate.

Second, my little sister is fifteen! She's a wonderful sister to me, the only person who got me through church-changing last year. That is number one on my list of why moving to Covenant ended up being a good thing, because my sister became my best friend.

I love her so much.