(2013)
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
My garments have been stripped awa… along with any hope of tender merc… These feet made bare and sorely bl… It’s time again to bear your earth… Still it seems you know not what y…
I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,
I read such woeful words penned by a fallen brother; his message cut me deeply. He prayed to all that’s holy that he might cry again.
These words, are just what they’re meant to be; for you, whatever needs they serve to stir… For me;
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
I was addressed today in the secret silent language that everyone knows; except for me. It was assumed I’d know exactly
This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed
I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you
My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
Forgiveness? Not on your life. My life was stolen from me. For what?
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.