The air smells of breath mints and old ladies’ perfume and the pew digs into my nine-year-old bones. I’m starving in church for more than food and my father stands up front preaching from a Book that forces us to move every few years and his white clerical collar is perfectly straight.

(will you read the rest of this post here, today, friends? and if you feel inclined, leave a comment there? below, the link for imperfect prose… how you bless me.)

**please note, there will be no imperfect prose next week; i’ll be camping…

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