January 4, 2019

There is a planet that for all intents and purposes is exactly like Earth, except for one important difference. On this planet, the people do not experience color. Everything they see is shades of black and white, with hues captured in tonal grays. This never brought a...

September 4, 2018

Sharp Objects recently concluded right as it seems the regime of the Catholic Church has reached the beginning of the end. As I have processed both I have been left with a similar question concerning power and agency. The easy answer to Vigano’s letter is to malign the...

July 4, 2018

The children of man kiss the sun goodnight

And then creep outside to watch

For the sky that went so quickly dark

Will now see the joy of light

Quick flashes break into bursts of sun

And of colors fading dim

For this night has been set apart
For the men who answered to siren...

June 11, 2018

Who knew that this kingdom of priests

Would make such a mess?

Every day another news cycle

Spins round with the tales

Of priests bloodied from offering

Sacrifices to Baal and Trump

While the approving shouts of the masses

Drown out the cries of the faithful

Tales of priests ab...

June 5, 2018

O' the bliss of another day young

Prone to the grogginess of yesterday

Here to greet thee is the scent

Of worker's manna and lover's gift 

The cherry of a blossom dried 

Flame-blasted and parceled 

Opened and grinded

Then transformed

From bean to brew 

The process as deeply the...

May 30, 2018

Have you ever lounged outside

At the setting of the sun?

Only to see as one light goes out

More begin?

For the lightning bug arrives

With its electric beam

Bobbing up and down

On the grass

But not just one

For the community of light breaks forth

To dance in parabolic hue

The danc...

May 29, 2018

This saddened bliss

Comes from living in a world

Hinging on its redemption

But ridden by the fall

This sweet disease

Anticipating the cure

To all the misery around

Watching the clock tick on life

This melancholy festival

Come join the fun

Of those marching onwards 

Toward the red...

May 28, 2018

Can you hear the tender groan

of creatures not made right?

The longing for the Perfect One to come

Every creature hopes

Upon the return of the Dawn of Day

And pants in hope for the cosmos

Camel bleats a tune 

As she plods through the sands

"Behold all things shall be new"


May 27, 2018

Alas does Sunday come, trudging toward the end

Weekly does it bring, a begrudging satisfaction

A kiss goodbye to work, and things left undone

And yet with rest comes, the shiver of my unbusied hands

Freedom feels quite heavy, when my mind still feels enslaved

For the b...

May 26, 2018

Half a world away, slaves build cities

But in my own world, it doesn't seem to matter

For I still have my craft coffee

And my fresh pair of shoes with the swoosh running down the back

Half a continent away, people have no electricity

But I got my tax break

I will just offer...

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