This day is soft and quiet. The kind that has weight, soundless sound. I don’t want to leave the warmth of my comforter even though the cats are all staring at me and I have plenty of things to do around the house before I enjoy a dinner out with my parents. Every day we…
1000 Days Sober!
My Daughter and I
The Other Side
The Gospel of Winter
Love Story
Dragonfly
She spent years underwater, feeling God prepare her body below the sensible bulrushes, below the savage certainty of need. She made a home there inside that holy hunger, her terrible jaw a bloody cup filling over and over again. One day it would all make sense. One day— just before dawn, on a reed, she…
A prayer upon waking
I kneel over the Walden Pond in me, a deep green Earth’s eye into which I see the secret of the poet’s sacred art of striking at the stone to find the heart. With pen and pad I rise to walk the land, whose pleas roll through my soul and out my hand. I’ll speak…
Rock Bottom
There will be a day and it could be this one where you will finally know what you have to do and you’ll begin on your knees at first tombed in your house with the old voice of doom in your ear and the rot of apology on your breath you’ll walk outside where crickets…