A Name, Remembered

    The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth.  There was the taste, and then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through […]

My Heart Bled A Word

My heart bled a word about you tonight a word about your languishing in the dark and your deep fears that you are all alone ultimately alone in this world that has nothing for you but arrows to fire and spears to hurl at you in hatred after […]

You Found Me There

Weary of the desperation, the emptiness and stagnant death surrounding me, I set out into the world in search of life. “Better I go with you.” you said.  “You may get lost, and I can help you.” But I told you “no”, this journey was mine alone to […]

Love’s Unwavering Flood

Spiraling cross heavenly realms, a droplet called hope dances along songs of winged ones, gliding ore oceanic wonder and chaos – rife with creatures of shine, of strange, of in unison, they catch onto hope’s fine, unyielding vibration, penetrating air, sea, and depths upon depths of what would […]

Dangerous Prayer

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that’s real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything what have I become? my sweetest friend “Hurt” Johnny […]

Words and Whirlwinds

If there were words to describe your sort of beauty – though, here we are again, trying to anyway, but were it possible – were it even infinitesimally possible to understand, much less describe your closeness, your completeness, your overwhelming uniqueness – were that much more than a […]

For You, Dad

Theatre’s dark with the absence of fathers save me, gripped by a small hand, anxious. These are moments, variously overlooked, when boys learn to become men or learn fear for Dad’s stubbornly fulfilling some cursed prophecy never written, nor truly spoken On ashes he weeps oer the eerie […]

That Same Question

“The same question burns in the heart of every boy…” John Eldredge It had been a long day of learning, of running, stooping, and falling. It was hot, and the man was exhausted, but he was alive with the primordial sensations that come to surface in most every […]

Exhausting Lamentation

They offered happiness, fueled by approval of men, the temporary nod, the golden wink, the momentary reach in my direction, barely complete, the “Atta boy” before shoving me into the next glorious trial, impossible goal of hoping your vanishing prizes may transform someday into permanence, into the eternal […]