The moments after that final gasp That plea for mercy, the Son’s call Out of the Forsaking Father’s grasp He hung, wilted, a crime-less...

Sundays are for the homesick For those gruelling runs alone For the heart pounding in an earthly body As the spirit longs for creation...

Grief unheard Grief unspoken Grief unseen Grief well hidden Grief turned to action Grief buried deep Grief unknown, unbidden Grief unable...

Childhood Exhausted. Little eyes twinkle closed to dreams of grape juice laughs and grass stained knees. Child, you are savage, wild, and...

I thought I could find you again I thought if I ran fast enough I would break back into time I would land, panting, twisting in a sweat...

I cannot cry for countries that are not mine. I cannot cry for people who do not remember my name, know where I am, know where I’m going....

In some places, a cat has nine lives I say we have a few more A cat jumps back in line swinging And we crawl back, more dead than before...

We’re all broken. We’ve all been broken. You. Me. Him. Her. All of us. We’ve all been crushed, pressed. At some point, we’ve all turned...

melancholy what the sun does warm, is only external – the surface of rocks upon which i slither – a falling forwards, a call hither...

I stepped out in July, For a run, a short one mind. As I made the first step I was quick to realize This was the 4th, and memories flied....