Facebook is the ultimate look into past, present, future into comparing and contrasting into “too good” or “not good enough.” . Let’s give it a rest, already. . Me, you, we’re narratives– of course we are not the same person we were yesterday. . We learn, we grow, we fall, we show the world thatContinue reading “Facebook Reflection”
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Blood
It is sacred– like limited water running across the Sahara I nourish every sip of forgotten holy land, hand born privilege unlimited love my face mirrors my father’s, gives thanks to my mother’s three-time-giving-birth- to-poetry that kept the old river running, just added some new water to the brink. Family: it is sacred for never willContinue reading “Blood”
Believe
Today I ran my first half marathon. Six months ago, I would never have believed I could achieve this feat. It goes to show: each day we are born anew. Each day, each moment, is the only real truth of our lives. We begin again every moment. Believe in this, for “now” is trulyContinue reading “Believe”
Voice
Feel my voice like a finger plucked across a rubber band vibrations ringing through the air breaking no twilight, no dawn, only silence. If you were so blessed with a voice– use it! Proudly, wisely, powerfully, thoughtfully, because a voice transfers more than words, it moves worlds from brain to tongue, words I’mContinue reading “Voice”
Simple
I have been without myself for so long, now. Fearing a second coming of the impossible I run my eyes away from my heart enough to see the mean girls coming from across the dorm-room hall I locked myself in– or rather out– of the very place my peace was founded: inside of me residesContinue reading “Simple”
Reality
The truth is: I am You are We are here beings of imperfection near flawless in their beginnings, middle and ends, imitating any last licks of life we can mop up before becoming the next number, name, picture. Our eyes dull our sight but our understanding is a mind– a blackContinue reading “Reality”
Quiet
All of the chatter and the noisiness and the nonsense “Break out of your shell” thrown out, all over the world’s spotlight but it would never be on me– and neither would I want it to be at age three I excused myself to bed whispered an 8pm “Goodnight” to keep the peace. Kindergarden: IContinue reading “Quiet”
Uncertainty
Hard as a rock I fall to my knees and wish to never see again the look on mother’s face when pleading at the table, “I will follow you, I do.” To sink lower into the ground my face has discovered uncertainty, awaiting the voice of a God and some other man I’d neverContinue reading “Uncertainty”
The Mirror
Once upon a time I looked into the mirror and saw a chubby face: the image clenched its claws around my throat, promised vengeance on a heart that had been hurt before but never that bad– never by itself. It turns out pain is addictive when you place it all in one hand, oneContinue reading “The Mirror”
Self
Everyone always said, “You can be whatever you want to be,” but not one ever said I could be my own worst enemy– no one ever said I could be a knight in shining armor, too. A savior, a hero, one may say “It’s crazy to sit around and just wait for a man,” butContinue reading “Self”
Reaching Joy 