She laughed in my arms—because laughter was the only emotion allowed.
Tag: freedom
Wild in His Image
God never told anyone we must all shape square and sit down.
Restoring Choice
I wouldn’t necessarily try to make dreams come true, just undo the bondage as best I could and restore choice.
Nothing but Soul
The journey doesn’t require anything but soul.
Wild in the Long Grass
We run through long grass, wild hair—hooves clapping, dust rising. Heat of my hide, steaming. Speckled. Untamed. Stallion and mare…
Jasmine on the Grave 