“We stutter and we stammer ’til You say us, a symphony of chaos ’til You play us, phrases on the pages of unknown ’til You read us into poetry and prose. We are kept and we are captive ’til You free us, vaguely unimagined ’til You dream us, aimlessly unguided ’til You lead us home…Passed over and passed by until You claim us. Orphaned and abandoned til You name us. Hidden and disclosed til You expose our hearts.”
-Nichole Nordeman
jenn crider 