Fear of Using One’s Talent
Flash Fiction Elizabeth Russell Flash Fiction Elizabeth Russell

Fear of Using One’s Talent

You’re so afraid of murder being the sin that you commit that you close yourself off the possibility that you were already committing other sins. Why are you so afraid of this one thing that you could do wrong?

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God’s Love Over His Daughter
Elizabeth Russell Elizabeth Russell

God’s Love Over His Daughter

I love her. Oh, how I love her! I have chosen her from among my daughters, and her children I have consecrated to myself. Upon her I desire to pour out ALL the graces of my Sacred Heart, which burns for her as a man burns for water. She is my consolation, my comfort, and my joy. Her very presence before me makes me leap with joy! Her very existence brings me ecstasy. None can doubt my love for her, for I have made it visible, I have made it clear. My love is like a raging fire, seen for miles. My heart overflows.

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Virginal Love
poem Elizabeth Russell poem Elizabeth Russell

Virginal Love

Who is she who can know my sorrow?

What woman, blameless, has lost the love

of a good man?

Truly, if I am without fault,

and he without guilt,

what woman can know my sorrow?

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The Feminine Crucifixion
poem, poetry Elizabeth Russell poem, poetry Elizabeth Russell

The Feminine Crucifixion

I open my mouth

and I drink of thyself

I am a vessel - fill me

Fill me with thy agony

I’ll kiss away the bloody sweat

I’ll soothe the dried and bloody mat

of hair from off thy Sacred brow

and kiss the lips that suffer now

My eyes are dark, they cannot see

But what else shall there be but thee?

My mind can grasp your presence, Lord.

And that is all I shall gaze toward.

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The Invitational Hand
Elizabeth Russell Elizabeth Russell

The Invitational Hand

Have you ever met the girl with the invitational handt? Her soul flows from her in a joyous stream and when you meet her, I promise that you want to run to her, stretch out your arm, and fill your little cup from her running waters.

She is an abundant soul, consumed with learning how to love, and consumed with giving love away.

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The Peaceful Soul
Elizabeth Russell Elizabeth Russell

The Peaceful Soul

When she enters the room, it is as though a mantle of deep indigo settles into every little nook, with a sigh of peace.

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