I’ve looked
So many times
For Her
That you would
Think my whole
Life
Was a glance,
A furtive stare,
A glare at the sun
And all the faces
That haunt me,
But really it’s a pastime
I carve
To keep
From failing.
Whom?
I never really know.
Her
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Hey, I'm Ericka! I'm a traditionally (and self) published novelist, former atheist, and current Christian. I know. I just finished writing my super gritty novel, a Violent Hope, that isn't your typical, cavity-inducing Christian fiction. So I currently find myself between a rock and a hard place when trying to find a publisher. What’s a girl to do? Publish the book herself! Come learn more about me and my books at erickaclay.com. View all posts by Ericka Clay
