My Beloved Lost Soul

When I found Rena Easton’s letter in a pile of papers I put aside for a later date, my soul melted into the time and treasure of our lost beings finding one another in a vast ocean of lonliness that only we could find – separately – and now together? I held what I cherish so much, these priceless words created from our coming together.

I save this seventeen year old beauty and got her home to Grand Island Nebraska where she lived with her grandmother. She never talked about her mother who did not protect her from her violent father. This is typical of women who bond with monsters. It was true for me. Rena and I should appear on the Doctor Phil Show and talk about our parents, though dead, still devastate out lives. I m going to start a group on this topic.

John Presco

Copyright 2020

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I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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