How Far [the Dishes] Go

This is the lament of a young girl, inspired by a combination of Moana’s “How Far I’ll go” and her own experience of washing dishes after Christmas dinner. She hopes that this song will inspire future generations to greater efficiency in meal prep and table setting (i.e. don’t use every dish in the kitchen for […]

To You I Lift My Voice

Yahweh, my joy, To You I lift my voice. To You who know the heart of man. To You who formed the hands and eyes and wrote the skill with which men use the two. – I feel my heaviness, Oh Lord, the tear-jerked sob of uselessness. I cannot run, I cannot walk I cannot […]

A Truncated Meeting

Tripping, giddy, dash across the page to chase the periods. Swishing leaves like wind and bang up max efficiency that sweeps past fields of knowledge– kings and songs and prophesies– and screeches Jehu-like to a final. breathless. halt. I close the word… and rush to live my day. – – – – – —

Ready, Set…Nonsense!

Strike two-thirty and it sharp click tocks down like early on the fresh end blocks. Quick stride sliding out the back glass door, open closing like it’s gone before. – Don’t brush hurry now you know the scheme. Wait long planting on the pit rush dream. Long time glider, or you’ll bide your time play […]

Haunted

Walk out across the lonely hills. Stand still and shiver with the trees. The chilling breezes creep on through the gaping holes that no one sees, and, ghost-like, walk among the daffodils. The silence hovers like a cloak. She covers secrets in the air— lost words, lost songs, lost screams, lost souls— that no […]

Idol Smasher

These sculptures of renown, bewitching works of art that catch the sun and shine— each one of them is mine. I cannot trust my heart to tear these idols down. But He who wields the Word has set His heart to war. He smashes myths I trust and beats the gods to dust until I […]

Asking Life

Lord of life, in your mercy grant that we who live in life that you alone provide would grasp with all how we should eat, and run, and play, and live; that in our life the beauty of Your created life might be more fully ours. That in our praying and our weeping and our […]

Genuine Beauty

It seems that beauty comes in jars we buy with time and money dealt again, again. We need those paints for canvases of skin as each new age-defying trick we try, enslaved to perfect images that lie. We redesign our destinies to win An immortality of form and then our strength still wanes and fails, […]

Fallen World

The earth was broken on the day when death first claimed her as his place, and all the beauty of earth’s face could never hide her heart’s decay– for we have known the cold embrace of death in graves that we call life. He leans in close to thrust his knife, reminding us that we […]

Snoozing

Time kept knocking, and I kept turning it away. And that is how I lost the day. –

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