Category: Poetry

I’ll stitch it all together,
Don’t you worry
Things will be alright
They already are…

I am looking
With some wonder
On a long scar
Kinked…

The good news is
You are already enough.
If there is heavy lifting to be done
It’s in removing the bushel.

The politics of rebirth
Are not for the faint-hearted.
They are for those who
Embrace the fragments
See the cracks…

God is closer to you
than your own
breath.
This mode of thought,
this brilliant life,
this strange delight,
this peculiar dream…