between belief

I’d rather be wrongthat You might be glorified.Your yoke is easy and your burdenis light.Your burden is light.My yoke is perfection. My burden?Direction.My burden is running from death asthough running could stop it.My burden is running from endingsendlessly. My Lord, I am a daughter ofdemocracy, of equality, of liberty. As your servant, your subject,surrendering my... Continue Reading →

Adagio and the Late Bloomer

I'll remember your adagio kisses on my forehead. How for the first time in my life I actually wanted to give,how I wanted to give to you. O to apprehend this desire within myself--that it exists after all,all of my thirty-odd years.The desire to give of my body--without shame or anxiety, without fear or disgust,without... Continue Reading →

Depression & Faith

Some days, I feel more alive than others. Some days, I feel like the walking dead. Today, right now, life rushes through limbs to my brain, and I'm writing a poem of pain that's, for now, gone away. To get out of my head, even onto paper, to get out of my head and take in,... Continue Reading →

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