Every day with you is a gift not promised
A new morning mercy that breaks through night’s darkness
Continue readingEvery day with you is a gift not promised
A new morning mercy that breaks through night’s darkness
Continue readingI want to weave words
like spiderweb cords Continue reading
Here is a link to my new poem “Rocked” published over at Fathom Magazine! Continue reading
This is part of a series of letters in which I write to my future self: Continue reading
Sandals removed
Where the rocks have been smoothed
Waters rise, waters fall
I am small Continue reading
This is part of a series of letters in which I write to my future self: Continue reading
A river flows
Running to lose itself
Into something bigger
Something better
Take me to where water meets water Continue reading
And so begins a series of letters in which I will write to my future self. Continue reading
You know how to have fun
Whether putting your mullet in a ponytail to make your little girl laugh
Dancing with her to the blast of your klipsch speakers. Lost hearing anyone? Continue reading
Forgetful me remember what He’s done
That nothing has His providence outrun
He spoke: light, dust, breath, soul, man, life begun Continue reading