PHANTOM LIMB: On why I left the church.

by Elizabeth Graves

It was a hot day in June. I sat alone in a cemetery and cried. Someone mowed the grass nearby, children played on the street, and everything was next to normal otherwise. It was this day that I lost a piece of the faith which was engrained in me since birth. I had just graduated and I would move to New York City for college in the Fall. I had been spending my days...

6 pages, Kindle Edition

Published June 24, 2020