Another World

All the lovers are extinct.

There's only lost souls,

and broken hearts inhabiting this place.

Dreaming is a sure fire way to make yourself stand out,

among the chaos, fear, and disappointment that plagues this earth.

I pray for rain.

A cleansing of the pallet;

where religion is wiped away,

race is obsolete,

and kindness takes its rightful place.

The choice is yours.

Love: Lost and Found

I've been thinking a lot about loss this week.

It's everywhere;

a movie,

a song,

my memories.

A reminder,

that while I am blessed,

I will also endure a devastating loss.

Change transforms the soul,

and the bad has to balance the good,

but these are the lessons I've always struggled with my entire life.

All of us retain a childlike flicker.

One that is snuffed out over time.

Part of our humility,

is acceptance.

Acceptance of the unknown,

acceptance of ignorance,

and acceptance of our own mortality.

Say A Little Prayer

This morning I didn't recognize myself in the mirror.

I realized my mask,
the one I super glued to my face long ago,
was coming undone.

My heart had grown bigger.

My soul poisoned and sick,
cried out in sympathy.

For too long,
I hid under an overgrown tree,
protecting myself from the burn of the sun.


Today a celebration begins for all my fallen brothers and sisters,
but to honor them feels disingenuous,
and incredibly disrespectful.

How can I think of myself,
when others are extending blood soaked hands for help.

I believe I'm experiencing the five stages of grief,
coupled with an intense amount of guilt.

Guilt that's long been suppressed,
and taught to be non existent.


To all I've spurned in the past.
directly or indirectly,
I ask for your forgiveness.

In her name I pray,
Amen.