April 12, 2025 Breathe Inhale. Exhale. In— In—in—in. The shakes. How do I breathe? How did you breathe? When Death took your friend? Or did the Breath of…
April 7, 2025 Pilot Pen my blue Pilot pen. not black. not red. blue. wet ink catches light. a momentary glimmer. river shimmers. my soul quivers. dissonance whets the…
April 6, 2025 A Confession based on 2 Corinthians 1:3–7 We confess, O God, that we deny reality. We smother our sufferings, refusing any fellowship with Christ apportioned through pain. We do not believe…
April 2, 2025 The North Rose Window Light filters through Notre Dame’s North Rose Window, rays kindling color—pomegranate, violet, and royal blue flecked with bits of honey and watermelon green. The…
March 5, 2025 Ash Wednesday It’s Ash Wednesday, the start of Lent. Oil and ashes, gritty—like greased sand—smearyour forehead, marking you with the sign of the cross. The outward…
February 18, 2025 Discarded Roses The sidewalk. A concrete treadmill. Slab. Then seam. Slab. Then seam. Slab. Spilled wine? No. Discarded roses. Capillaries sip burgundy. Passion pulses. Creeps up…
June 20, 2024 The Bones Your hand. Then no hand. Dropped. In the wilderness. Walk the valley. Not the ridge. What about the drought? No water. Not in the…
February 1, 2024 A Liturgy for Writing What have I to offer you? What have I that I might momentarily make visible the invisible? That this broken world might glimpse home?…
January 11, 2024 Liturgies Liturgies. Words. Chosen words. Arranged. Prayed. Prayed over and over Until our very beings like trees, Roots deep, Soak up those words. Absorb those…
