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At the Root

  At the root, my beliefs are about me being sinful and needing justification from my God. My goals aren’t about living the perfect life or expecting my morality to improve over time until I’m basically saying all the right...

For You 1

For You

Found this as I was going through some files tonight.  I wrote it in the spring a few years back, but the idea is just as relevant now as it was then.  Maybe take it with you into the new...

For You 0

For You

Found this as I was going through some files tonight.  I wrote it in the spring a few years back, but the idea is just as relevant now as it was then.  Maybe take it with you into the new...

The woman in my kitchen 0

The woman in my kitchen

When I imagine myselfin my new house it’s always quiet thereand usually I’m alone. (Which is funny for a lot of reasons.) I am standing in the kitchen in the sunlightlooking out mybignewwindows. I’m holding a mug(even though I don’t...

This room 0

This room

I’d like to walk into rooms and read poetry to people. Not to have them wonder about me or think I’m something I’m not. But to have them feel something                 other than the despair of the moment                 other...

Poetry doesn’t take as long…sometimes 0

Poetry doesn’t take as long…sometimes

It Works Soaking up the quiet night I listen to my babies breathe. I should sleep with them, but I can’t resist breathing-in this moment. So many things compete for my attention, my eyes, my touch. I relish these moments...

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