Frank South: Stories Mom Never Told You

  But no escape, my darling, No turning place to hide. I offer you no amulet, No stone to fell Goliaths. These mortal hands protect you Only as my shadow halts the moving sun. Believe the trust you give, I will not Betray you. A shadow is a shield. -Berna Deane South, from For Trey … Continue reading Frank South: Stories Mom Never Told You