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  • Show Me

    Show me where In the gospel you proclaim It instructs to dismiss The person who offends you, Who has hurt you, with malice Or without Sending them to sit elsewhere Until you are ready to talk again. Show me where In the gospel you preach It calls for punitive measures For someone unrepentant, Unpleasant, unwilling

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  • Anger

    What do you do with your anger After it has desiccated you  Leaving your mouth dry with the dust Of tears you never cried Because they evaporated from the heat Of the rage that inflamed you Before they could trail down your hot cheeks?  What do you do with anger like that That threatens to

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  • Kintsugi

    Some things are not fixable But I remain hopeful despite The lack of love I find When the air is thick between us. Some things are not fixable At least, they can’t be repaired To look the same as before They must be made new instead. Some things are not fixable Unless time allows the

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  • Thin

    I feel like the bar of soap when it gets too thin And you have to scrape it off the ledge in the shower Crumbling as you spread it over your body Nearly useless, nearly invisible The last of it’s life bubbling around you As you wash the remains of it down the drain Where

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  • A Dog Will Love You

    A dog will love you no matter what you did Or who you hurt Or how it happened. A dog will know when you need to be loved And will love you Without conditions. A dog will stay with you until it’s over Saying nothing Just being. A dog will sit with you while you

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  • Less

    I will not make myself less for you No, I will not make myself small And I will not diminish my voice Because you’d rather I be quieter Or silent. I will not make myself less for you No, I will not shrink when you’re near And I will not lower my voice Because you’d

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  • Pedestal

    Why would anyone ever put me on a pedestal? Have you met me? I don’t belong up there. My flaws are unnumbered, the scars I carry so ugly That sometimes I can’t even look at myself. I am imperfectly human, full of rage At the unfairness of other people’s choices Full of despair at how

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  • Demoniac: Part 3

    When he came, I knew he was different than the other healers. Legion was afraid, and he was never afraid. His fear covered me like a sheet, hiding for just a moment all the rationality I had left. But he retreated so far into his own fear that I suddenly was free of him, just

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  • A Lament

    What does it say about the church When the nones, the nons and the ex-religious Have better liturgy for lament Than the men and women who stand in pulpits Donning robes and stolls to signify servanthood To a religion that claims to bind the broken But too often breaks the broken In favor of the

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  • Spite

    They ask me how I can be this strong And where I learned all this bravery. They comment how heavy the things are I carry without them weighing me down. They see how I strain and they wonder What kind of power I hold within. We often joke that if lived centuries ago They would

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