Midnight Convocation Gather this midnight under the suns that stay Watch my child respond to woman and my woman cede to child Gather this midnight under the suns that stay Watch my mother rearrange fates in all the decibles she calls me forth in Gather this midnight under the suns that … More Some poems you probably missed- I
Lead heavy sighs break my back and make me crouch hugging myself but it isn’t enough. My arms aren’t strong enough to lift the delusion of depression that I am battling with It is in the air I breathe and fills the alleys in my body I shiver now and again Sorrow has her cold … More Lifebuoy
The fundamental perpetrators of the most heinous crimes are hardly at the scenes themselves. And they often have no need for any alibi to prove their “innocence”, it is originally apparent. Their hands are mostly not the ones that pull the triggers, or swish the swords, or administer the shocks. In this, I am … More How to Destroy a Sandwich Maker
These last few months, I have been on edge. The year came with a sense of bigness that was drowning. I do not have the “new year syndrome” (I stopped making new year resolutions in was it 2014?), but I had an increased awareness with the ending of January that I ought to be … More Contrary Truths
I have some confessions. And you can take them personal. I almost did not write this post (and post post-Friday) because among other things, including this chronic procrastination, I watched 3 movies after I returned home from work at about 7:12pm. I know, I know, there were more important things to do, like prep … More Some random confessions?
It is not an easy thing to be nice. But I love being nice, I think it is one of the easiest things to do, one of the burden-free ways to breeze through life. But sometimes, just sometimes, it is just nearly impossible to stay christian. There are some things I absolutely dislike, like being … More Too many vermin making being nice hard..argh!
There are these times that come and go like barely realizable strobes of illumination and between the on and off, I see how my future is interpreted by your past in part I see how you are a storehouse with a lost key hoarding without meaning to food, wealth, understanding while I starve for truths. … More Silo