Goddess Archive

  • 61 Psaltery & Lyre: Kay Porter, “Mother Mold”

    "Palm to palm, / hands clasped in front of unbeating hearts, / they look over their congregation / never quite meeting the eyes / of the men that long for them but settle / for the farmer's daughter . . ."

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  • The Go-To Goddess

    “What does God look like?” I asked my little girl as I tucked her into bed. “Well, he is old, and he has a beard, and wears a. . ..a white dress,” she said. “A-ha,” I answered. “How do you know that?” “That’s what they […]

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