Rachel sat behind her potter’s wheel and told her story. As she talked she worked the clay before her, turning, bending, creating. She told of rebellion; turn, turn; she told of rape; turn, turn; she told of abortion, turn, turn; she told of drug abuse and domestic violence; turn, turn. The vessel on the potter’s wheel took numerous shapes; a […]
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