I Have a Rap Sheet - Dec. 11, 2020
Was it such a crime to ask Where is God? early questions like that got me in a mess back then imprisoned for searching for truth I would...
Was it such a crime to ask Where is God? early questions like that got me in a mess back then imprisoned for searching for truth I would...
she brooms the glassblower’s studio at night barefoot using the moon’s light to find shards from brittle accidents but on a charcoal...
this non-believer hopes next time for a jolly pope with dimples to die for wise storybook skin a smile that lights a room hair like a...
do you remember what attracted you to darkness and malevolence? And when you invited the Devil into your bed how far did you go the first...
when I struggle to understand I’ll log my life backwards follow previous footsteps often on paths ever rockier growing in elevation...
if thin-headed when I die I hope I am chubby-hearted so I can watch it like a child through eyes tinted with the innocence of wonder
a pair of puppies under the shade of a majestic tree chase each other’s tales
pre-dawn is the world’s least-dressed moment when God standing naked and silhouetted in poor light ponders His infinite wardrobe and...
it poured Tuesday rinsing snow off the grass Thursday the flattened blades were teased upright and tickled green by the sun Saturday ...
of course it’s the burger and fries your mouth waters for but in the moment the cashier’s hand and yours intersect on the bag above the...