MrsMollyWilcox1 minHow I pray (Part Two)Under the circumstances it’s hard to keep quiet–– I beat against a thin window pane crying out with wings my whole self, crashing...
MrsMollyWilcox1 min(He said) The King of the Jews Behold, here is your king, who will claim him, when it’s not what we thought we needed. Outside my window blooms whisper when rustled by...
MrsMollyWilcox1 minLazarusLazarus I imagine feet walking on holy ground with followers uncertain of where they’re being led. When the journey is in progress and...
MrsMollyWilcox1 minHow I pray (Part One)On Sunday my spirit softens awakens slowly— like an old, tired dog, stretching to greet an uncomplicated day, shifting its weight and...
MrsMollyWilcox6 minIntroduction: There’s a lot of poetry thereIn my college dorm room, I shyly wrote poetry. I didn’t love sharing it in my first poetry class. I thought I was the worst poet and the...