(2014)
Oh, knower of my heart, this trembling voice cries out in words that cannot begin to tell how deep my longing is for thee.
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
My father is dead, still he speaks through me; “Don’t say anything....OR ELSE!… There was plenty of “OR ELSE!” to go around.
He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs
I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…
I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
Who’s gonna throw my pitiful ashes into the holy mother Ganges? Who’s gonna hold it as their sacre… Who’s gonna know the need for this… I’ve seen so many nameless shadows
I have suffered much while upon this earth, so aching to belong. To whom, or what, or why?
