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To the Lyft Driver Who Ripped Me Off $20
Your cologne fills the car like beach air before the release of a rainstorm. When I say, I’m new here, you point out the smooth shapes of...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Wednesday's Ash
Hooked rug covered with upturned sunlight. Blots like the butts of cigarettes, brown floorboards wet with the verge of June. Three...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Because in grade school
after Nighthawks , 1942, Edward Hopper some girl with pigtails as lethal as cutlass blades made fun of her shoes. Now, she shoves...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Thaw
The splurge of cherry blossoms before their time at the frost edge of spring waiting for the watery pink light to smoke out the frozen...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Palaces in the Mist
Does heaven appear for a moment there in the rich, red line of the horizon? Or perhaps the random patterns of firefly light flashing...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


On Behalf of Growth
I stand with something as elusive as a shadow. Here within the glistening grasses, the tufts shooting up from ice-melt. Somehow, I can...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Evening Walk
Gathering clouds like bunches of fat above. Gray, wavery, a reflection that trembles. The leaves droop down around me, hundreds of...
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Sep 4, 20252 min read


Below the Surface
Underneath my skin, households live in my body. These are the ways I’m a neighborhood: teen bands play guitars in my liver, the twins nap...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Common Grace
May’s end and the fireflies already flash against the tree line. A blink of gold like a coin’s twinkle amidst twilight’s purple-lined...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


When I Ran and Hid from God
I’m not thinking of spires that glow so brightly, the teeth of cathedrals formed like ancestral candles, or the words of a hymn, rolling...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Creatio ex nihilo
I believe in the liturgy of rain where the blue of the mountains is so deep, cresting waves, you think such a shade is a bar of soap that...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Peace, Lord
It is dark, it is silent, here in land apart from real land, where the stars, now, they are bits of bone in the soil. I hope, and I fear,...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


Ride to Glory
Remember when you came out red-eyed at midnight to stand in the silver night, wanting the stillness to break open into a revelation of...
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Sep 4, 20251 min read


The Grand Dance
I wonder if anyone else can see the stained-glass waver like water, almost hurricane-mad, all energy and terrible beauty as the Spirit...
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Sep 4, 20252 min read
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