Poem: Praying Ground

When you feel lower than a Lanegan lyric and colder than the shoulder that’s

been shoved at you by most of the world – you might think there is no place else

to go. But this world, albeit crumbling, continues to be remarkable, or at least home

to many amazing people. You’ll find yours. Or they will find you. And that’s the hope  we all need.

(It’s what we a…