chicken scratches

My heart feels funny in my chest, stimulated by the recognition of your face under your haircut. Funny in which way? Not comical. Peculiar is probably a good description. Abnormal. Almost like the sensation of butterflies kicking in your stomach right before a game or performance. But, higher up, rattling about this rib cage that…

confession2: an end

Grandpa is dead. Grandpa is dead. Grandpa is dead. He was alive two weeks ago today. He had less than twenty- four hours until he was un- alive. None of us were too surprised, but you are never really prepared for the death of a loved one. Grandpa, the patriarch of the family, was no…

confession1: a beginning

Journal entry on August 18, 2013. I have not written in a week or so, being caught up in working too much. I am now sitting at the compline service at St. Mark’s Cathedral in Capitol Hill, pretty close to EL actually. The last time I sat on this stone floor, listening to these beautiful…

stolen words

(meanwhile finding my own, these sing true) If you ever wonder If you’re always in my head I assure you it’s true You don’t have to worry Even when you’re gone I still spend every day with you You’re amazing And you have me Doesn’t matter whatever comes to be Even if we somehow lose…

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52 and a crucial view of a vibrant blue of the skies and your eyes mirroring the water and mine. remembering a time, rewinding 12, right before i delved into your well of love that would only run dry. forward 365 and a thousand tears cried and no comparison can lie in these waters i…

walls

your voice travels through these splinters that we call walls, holding up this cold chamber that we call home, and ebbs and flows its sweet song of love and warmth over my soul.

bodies.

sad and sleepy thoughts. we’re just bodies- collections of scars and past and future hopes and forgotten dreams and lost lovers. we’re not the same. we’re sized and shaped differently. we carry certain contexts that affect this. we are limbs and skin and brains and hearts. we are abused lungs and livers. we are muscle…