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When I was a child

Friday, March 11th, 2011

When I was a child I thought like a child. I reasoned and spoke as I’d be taught as a child. I thought mountains were mountains and trees were just trees. I thought prayer was a thing that you did on your knees. I thought faith was what it was when you heard then believed. But […]

More Worky Blatherings:

Friday, December 3rd, 2010

It doesn’t matter. If you breathe, you are powerful.  If you don’t, you are still powerful. When you were born, you were perfect.  When you die, you’ll be perfect. The electromagnetic forces binding your strings and quarks and particles to eachother… the nothingness between the empty spaces in your body… they hold more energy than […]

Black, I, Mountain.

Friday, August 20th, 2010

I dedicate this to anyone in the world who has ever had a tiny kit of make up Hidden, maybe, hidden in the upper right hand corner drawer of the bathroom. A tiny kit of makeup specifically for covering up black eyes. Black eyes given to them by that same person to whom they have […]

Tonight, Saturn is on His Knees

Friday, August 6th, 2010

Andrea Gibson has created a very beautiful piece of goodness for y’all to hear. Listen: Say Yes


Friday, April 30th, 2010

The words wont change, the paper won’t let it.  My reality is too hard between the two of us. There they sit.  Praise God.  GOD. Perfect.  Dance.  Hope. They refuse to burn. – I wouldn’t have known what to say. So I’m glad I wasn’t there. I can sing this out now. I don’t think […]

Words that Echo in our Souls

Tuesday, April 20th, 2010

The sun goes down and sometimes the worlds very dark and it’s called night time.

f(conjunction) = 1, 2.

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

and you don’t understand the way that I feel and it’s not nearly my own fault. and it’s not yours. and that’s why we need to let it be. and he doesn’t understand either, but he does just that. and she doesn’t even know. but she would if she did. and you, of all, you. […]

The Newness of the Mourning.

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

the newness of morning had not yet departed. she sat patiently by the door waiting to slip silently into wherever she goes when she’s gone. and the sunlight gently kissed my eyelids almost reminding me of an ill fated lover. the one of whom i am sweetly unaware while i carelessly forgot my dreams. she […]

Riot and Rage

Sunday, February 7th, 2010

I want to use words like riot and rage resist and (I) refuse(!) revolt and rampage. I want to climb mountains and sing from their ridges or poison the fountains and burn all the bridges I want all the answers to climb in my hands and own lady Time and her infinite sands I want […]


Wednesday, January 20th, 2010

I fell for the lie of a world where control was something i held in my hand i know i will die if i give up my soul and let things exist as they’re planned i fell for the sparkling of choices and chose to ignore what was coming i swallowed the barking and voices […]

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