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By: littlepeace March 29, 2013June 4, 2016
poetryChristianity, lent, poetry

iscariot

a whispered “rabbi”

betrayal

when your kiss left you

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About Amelia


I'm an editrix, a writer, a poet, a photographer, and a wielder of butter. I love Jesus because He loved me first.

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I usually make Christmas books, Advent collections themed around cheery topics like pain, death or disillusionment (and joy). This year I was thinking about the long, long winter we had and how glad I was to greet each tiny sign of spring. I thought about Lent, and Easter, and the tide of new life rushing on toward the middle of the year. So I decided to make a midsummer book. I hope to have it printed toward the end of the week so I can ship it in time for summer’s start. If you’d like a copy of “go look and see,” my fifth collection of poems, prose and pictures, let me know. (Many of you dear hearts are already on my list.)
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