A Human’s Faith

Our dance with him never ends. We always take his hand. The music is never different. The same words, the same chants. A flicker of faith and the dance floor begins to open. New music, familiar voices. He never rushes, only teaches with our feet upon his shoes. Just like young children usually do. We don't... Continue Reading →

Silent 🍂

Broken Reoccurrence Time has passed all has changed. If things were the way they once were I'd be anticipating a break, a malfunction in the perfection of something complete. Brokenness ruins what once was. Scars my skin, dates my existence; as proof that I can heal. Permanent in every form of the word. Tattoos? Mine... Continue Reading →

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Break the silence. End the violence.

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic