Beauty, Expiration and Embers

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“…A pulled violin string, an upswept arm, candlelight, the wind over warm prairie grass, an irreproducible daub of mixed oils and beauty bursts, seeping warm and liquid along our ribs, feeling like nothing so much as grief.”

More on where Eden may have gone in this month’s Ruminate post.

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