The Idea of Him | Priscilla Afunmilaye | Fiction
For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither anything hid, that shall not be known. — Luke 8:17 He kneels before the cross. I watch him mumble, his lips, those pink, cupid-shaped lips, move soundlessly. I watch him kiss the foot of Jesus. I watch him mumble a few things […]
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For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither anything hid, that shall not be known. — Luke 8:17 He kneels before the cross. I watch him mumble, his lips, those pink, cupid-shaped lips, move soundlessly. I watch him kiss the foot of Jesus. I watch him mumble a few things […]
