The physiological readiness
for paths we are not only not ushered
to but for paths that we are forbidden.

Dexterity of our thumbs, given noRead More »

I tried to wine, dine, and dance
after holding your rough hands,
closing my eyes,
slaying grace.

Illusions of my upper crustRead More »

Nativity

“If it’s you, command me to come to you,”
Peter cried.

For surely if the Lord could speak,
casting demons out, causing sick to be well,
The Lord could command Peter’s feet to tread,
could provide the power to accomplish it,
could sustain His disciple as he walked on water.

The Lord said, “Come,”
and there Peter went.

I remember walking…
with GodRead More »