You Rock, Abigail
Once upon a time, there was a woman whose name was Abigail. Abigail not only was beautiful, but also very wise. Abigail was the apple of her parents’ eyes. They delighted to watch her grow in grace and knowledge, and gain the favor of those who knew her. Naturally,...![Ask Me What I [Don’t] Know](https://redbudwritersguild.com/wp-content/uploads/three-beauties-2722474_1920.jpg)
Ask Me What I [Don’t] Know
What do we see when we look at others’ faces? We notice the outward appearance, whether we wish to or not. Skin color, eye color, clothing, and so on, are apparent features that are obvious and difficult to pretend we do not see. What we cannot see or know from the...About Author
Prasanta Verma
Prasanta is a writer, poet, and occasional artist. She is passionate about making the way for diverse voices and understanding culture and background in the context of faith. She was born under an Asian sun, raised in the Appalachian foothills in the southern U.S., and currently digs out of snow piles in the upper Midwest. She holds an MBA and an MPH, and currently coaches high school Team Policy debate. She has been published at (in)courage, The Mudroom, The Perennial Gen, Relief Journal, Tweetspeak Poetry, and The High Calling/Patheos, among others. You can follow her on her blog, Twitter @pathoftreasure, Instagram prasanta_v_writer, or Facebook page (Prasanta Verma, Writer).
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