I threw out The pants that fell off After you opened your mouth And I lost mine ~
Yessed to death Permissive patience In the absence of ever having had a Who What Where When Does the truth finally Choke you woke To the reality of being Either doormats, mice or brutish men Who force their broken hunger On unconscious bodies Just because I sat there A perch Parrot Frozen pickerel Paralyzed scream…Read more Fawn
The ocean was a frothy milkshake Of creatures, seaweed and waves Where do we grow from here? The impasse buckling the only bridge we’d known A cleared path between parked plastic and ascended sanctuary Double yoked and sensible surrender cracked you open Replacing sheer terror with determination And I ran To a shame-filled room where,…Read more Where Do We Grow
That still small voice Paddles blindly towards ecstasy The longing every soul is born with Breached, bleached or broken We all began in a bloody puddle of pain Slotted hearts wade in salty pools of tears Dredging for substance Milky silt and flesh Featherless fledglings cry For feet that can’t set us free or hold…Read more Uni-Fly
A violent cacophony Screamed from their Son reaching towers Falling to attentive blades below Cutting the frequency with which he diminished her A foreshortened life Shrunken To accommodate the appearance of guests Who’d never guess They were anything but happy Once you cross the bridge between here and never mind There’s no going back without…Read more M. o. C.
“There is freedom waiting for you On the breezes of the sky And you ask ‘What if I fall?’ Oh but my darling, What if you fly?” -Erin Hanso Surrendering to change in the midst of this global eclipse. Aligning with my intention for this year, Ease; the hardest lesson we’ll ever learn is giving…Read more What If
Exed Up The antithesis of starvation How can we blame ourselves for failing to find something we’ve never had? I tasted you once Fleeting Ivory sheets Fluttered in the warmth of the Son’s unconditional love Between revolving doors, beds and episodes of fiery violence Something sweet like Christ and apple pie on late Sunday mornings…Read more Fed