I am what You have made of me

You have pressed my brokenness between Your palms and made of me a new kind of ordnance, dense, weighty, deceptively simple and small. You heft me from hand to hand with fierce joy, enjoying Your work, savoring Your plan. I am the stone in the slingshot, the sickle in the field. I am a bullet... Continue Reading →


in only this moment

if only to spend myself in the name of some grand dream if only to lose myself in the mirage of a million tongues crying out with one voice if only to stretch out and catch with my hands that tenuous, shimmering thing above me if only to sweat and chill and shatter inside the... Continue Reading →

what I need

I was waiting for some directive from You, A memo, a roadmap, And You asked me to wait and be still. I wanted an answer And You only wanted me to ask more questions. I asked for a bulletin And You told me to balance. I was looking for a rule sheet And You were... Continue Reading →

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