Moss, Bush, Dwarf, Mighty

Moss, Bush, Dwarf, Mighty

by | Jun 1, 2019 | Poetry

Walking out our forgiveness is like growing a forest from the very first seed in the dirt. I wish I could say it is easy, and there won’t be bloody days, weeks, months–years. But there is truth in the blood. In the tears. There can even be joy in the holy...
Outside Air

Outside Air

by | May 4, 2019 | Poetry

The best laid plans are never the expectation fully realized Even on their best day In no way Is the plan better than the reality walked out Walk about Try it out There is a reason to sometimes cry it out Because life is not memory And plan is not reality When you...
Dead Weights

Dead Weights

by | Mar 16, 2019 | Poetry

Let us pretend for just a moment that the dead weights we have carried so needlessly and so unnecessarily for so long are gone. Let us pretend that instead that the muscles of our bodies are properly aligned properly in motion and we feel true emotion as if we were...