Franklyn James

A single empty wooden chair in a sunlit, empty room.

The Empty Chair

Consider this a glass of water poured before a meeting begins, the one people reach for while the agenda is still face down. Drink it slowly. The chair I imagined would not stay put, and it throws shade in every direction. It followed me into politics, classrooms, churches and courtrooms, and wherever it went, Christ

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