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My child knows that I have scars Which she cannot see Underneath this smile and my desire To find, through the rain, the beauty Of a rainbow. She does not have the words To comfort me How could she When the things that should have been Said by friends and God Weren’t said at all? …
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Sometimes I think about a boy I knew when I was young Who had the thoughts of someone who was young And acted on them in a particular way That showed how young he was, Not only because he was young But also because he could. And I think about my friends who were also…
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Why would I want to give you anything After you misunderstood so much about me? Why would I want to sit at a table with you After you put my chair in the corner? Why would I want to be let back in After you told me to wait outside And promised that as long…
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4 Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant 5 or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable; it keeps no record of wrongs; 6 it does not rejoice in wrongdoing but rejoices in the truth. 7 It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.…
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I noticed that you said nothing after it became public knowledge And I noticed that you didn’t send me a Christmas card Or reach out on the anniversary that you knew would be difficult I noticed how absent you were How your tight smile and averted eyes Greeted me as I approached, Yes, I even…
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He wrote a breakup letter Blaming me for all his faults An offering of pride Patched together with the shame He should have felt but couldn’t, Because then he’d have no one To sacrifice except himself. The breakup letter contained a list A litany of lies That laid out every scarlet sin I never committed…
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Hey God, just a quick question I can’t seem to find the protocol For offering an olive branch. Seems like the olive branch Comes from the offender, And not the offended. Wasn’t it you who sent the floods? Yet, Noah, the last one standing After the violence, sent the dove. I’m curious how one determines…
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3 So she named the Lord who spoke to her, “You are El-roi,”[b] for she said, “Have I really seen God and remained alive after seeing him?”[c] Genesis 16:13 NRSVUE Here in the waste, the wilderness of doubt Where thorns and dust and brambles choke the ground I sit beside the well and pray aloud My call a cry, a…
The Quick and the Dead
Short stories. Creative experiments. Ideas that might not pan out.
The Quick and the Dead 