What’s maddening about waiting is that it takes you further away from that for which you are waiting, and when you get too far, Read More
Church and State worlds collide
Test in fire, testified
Charred credos petrified
Which alloy will I join?
(Which side of the same coin?)
Chew on esculent verse,
Or pledge allegiance to the curse? Read More
We began in bright, perihelial shades
Trampoline back tucks and glittery eyelids, adding to your shine
Remember that mall run with your preteen friends, blasting the radio in the car?
You discover sex, assault, their concomitance, body and blood, pleasure and pain-
ful silence, the prevalence of the sick union, Read More
During the desultory days, reaching for a degree, the phallus of a god, the Dionysian bottle shaped to fit the world’s hands; I was lost in the liminal space between myelinated nerves. Colors were brilliant, enticing for a flash, then at once lost their integrity. Naked, I reached for what wasn’t mine and fell for consequence. Has anyone found their way home in monochrome? Read More
Seek a place
In this cutting world
Your filial bond to Read More
‘Who here is in the world but not of it!’
they demanded in shined boots and crisp suits and when they looked at her Read More
He is a living God, so we don’t need your laws of nutrition and insurance: Whatever we consume with a prayerful heart, we get what we need Read More
This is not life-threatening, but my family and I are lost right now, with very little energy to find our way. Please warriors, brothers and sisters, pilgrim church, anyone who has ears to hear, we just ask for a moment of the kind of kindness we learned in heaven to be directed toward a family in need. Thank you.
Missed the conventions
In garden picking spinach
The salad was crisp.
There’s this illusion that it matters more when a certain somebody talks. So people cling onto his/her words and either fear or have faith in their effect. Nothing like a campaign year to perpetuate that magic too, with hundreds of millions of us adhered to a screen, awed by what comes out of the mouths of candidates.
But the myth that their words hold any more power than yours or mine do must not be mistaken for the truth and hence, hold us captive and helpless. Read More
Form. I can now respect it because I am at the point at which the slope of craft unfolds in a rolling wave – a lush Brisanchu knoll of light and deep shades. But before reaching this unexplored scenery, I had to die. And before that I had to know the God within and without were one. And yet, before even that struggle wrought by youthful temerity, desperate groping and inchoate spirituality in the seven-year crepuscular dome, all culminating in one terrifying moment in Hengyang; I had to love and trust a God I couldn’t even feel, but for the myriad wonders of the world, believed in. Read More