where else do I stand a chance of reaching the one Parent who absolutely loved and cherished me before handing me over to the earthly two...

it’s not her fault offering a vision of heaven to near-sighted eyes or walking too quickly for broken dreams to keep up or playing...

if the world flooded with love pride anger greed injustice would struggle to stay afloat their mastery of land life would be a useless...

by now you know every safe rut contains pot holes from hell and crashing to the ground is the surest way to pound on God’s door if you do...

what will this day hold around this slow running crowd always ears to feed

imagine your after-dinner belly plump with warm cherry pie lounging in vanilla ice cream and the evening’s talk the better dessert

A cripple has married his bed in fidelity there will be no healing affair Some babies never leave the crib they could have easily walked...

one day I fell from my dream sky into the lap of a blissful presence I was dressed in the skin of a plump infant allowed to suckle from a...

while the bacon fat freed by the iron skillet rises and fogs the air mom cracks eggs that pucker white around each orange eye the...