Sometimes I feel like a fly. Just batting my wings. Trying to make some noise In an great empty hall but I am so small and unwanted.… Read more “Fly”
Lost Daughter
Father, you see the My stained heart. You see the ways that I wander After treasures of the earth. I am always looking through a looking glass… Read more “Lost Daughter”
Reflections on Hope (and Job 38)
My heart searches for and yearns for the simple, everyday beauty. The orange orb sneaking behind the horizons. The simple and innocent laugh of little girls walking… Read more “Reflections on Hope (and Job 38)”
The End of Loneliness
I’ve always recalled being lonely. From the elementary school, when I hardly knew a sentence of English and would sometimes read rather than play at recess because… Read more “The End of Loneliness”
Dust
“By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are… Read more “Dust”
Letter to Self on a Rainy Day
Originally posted on The Cruelest Month:
Shuhui, you are okay today. Even though you are afraid to look in the mirror at times, even though you only…
The unearthing
My beloved is beginning to unearth the words that have been buried deep I’ve been told, work and don’t say a word all hands and no mouth –… Read more “The unearthing”
Work, Rest, Work
“You don’t gotta go to work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work But you gotta put in work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work You… Read more “Work, Rest, Work”
Still I shall love thee
If the sun should drop from the sky if the stars should fall if earth should crumble into a thousand filaments still I shall love thee if… Read more “Still I shall love thee”
On Poetry and Faith
So I started college thinking poets were really weird or perhaps even outrageous. Perhaps that impression came from reading Sylvia Plath or Emily Dickinson in high school.… Read more “On Poetry and Faith”
Dancing in the rain 