By: JD DeHart A well-dressed man with manicured life and teeth tells me that he’d glad wrestle with an angel, tangle with heaven in the grass below a celestial ladder, even if it entailed a displaced hip. If only it…
By: JD DeHart A well-dressed man with manicured life and teeth tells me that he’d glad wrestle with an angel, tangle with heaven in the grass below a celestial ladder, even if it entailed a displaced hip. If only it…