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Sale/Calculated Hesitation
Read more: Sale/Calculated HesitationThere is a kind of pause that looks like weakness and is actually something else entirely. Calculated Hesitation is a poetry collection for people who overthink, feel deeply, and find the modern pace of life quietly exhausting. These poems sit with anxiety, loneliness, creative struggle, and the specific weight of being a person who notices…
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To Catch A Sunbeam
Read more: To Catch A Sunbeam“I love this little story I wrote in 2022 for a literary competition. It didn’t place, but I’m still proud of it. Enjoy” – Mary Grace van der Kroef Sunbeams are curious things. There is nothing they love more than slipping through cracks and exposing secrets. Trickle was no exception. She lived in the lace…
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Fireflies of Red and Blue
Read more: Fireflies of Red and Blueby: Mary Grace van der Kroef He brushed the dust of earth from hands stained with toils tales. The cloud that sprang from this friction formed a story itself. Dancing in the wind’s caress. He bore a face creased by life. A surface burnt with valleys fair, shielded by perpetual squint. One could read between…
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How We Love Them/On Sale!
Read more: How We Love Them/On Sale!How We Love Them is just 99¢ in the US Kindle Store from June 17–19. Follow Pastor Arthur and his family as they navigate the difficult transition away from a church ministry that has defined their lives, struggle with strained relationships, and search for healing amid tragedy. Sale price available for the US and UK…
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Stutter of Thought
Read more: Stutter of Thoughtit only lasts a second an ended breath too next a stutter of thoughts that swirl“Should I relent?” it pulls up shorta stop a silent question’s gasp then thunders forward tripping over shuffling feet threatens humiliation a laying out in surrender it catches you off guard forces a pulling up then comes a choice prolong?…
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Our Forest
Read more: Our ForestBy Mary Grace van der Kroef Originally published in 2021 as “Our Forest on an Artist’s Conk,” It had been eating me. Using me. But that is the way of nature. It took a part of me with it when she pried it from my bark. I watched her place it carefully into her bag.…