Sacrāmentum
A broken vessel
Split and splintered
I am
Made whole with the
Blood of the Lamb
#GiveThanks
Fear
For the moments I felt it the most but kept on walking—
Away from somthing that felt like the last harbor in a tempestuous sea—
Or towards something that could only be banished if I stood up and roared in its face.
#GiveThanks
The Pen
Like a key to the revenant parts of me I buried, burned, or drowned in the insidious cracks of everyday.
Family
For late night laughter and faces more familiar than my own.
For drives in the misty twilight and stories whispered under covers.
For fearless moments, faithful failures, and tart apples in the heady summer heat.
#GiveThanks
Books
The dusty sweet smell of paper. The rustle of ruffled pages. Uncharted worlds waiting in lines of twisted ink.
Hope
The white crest
at the top of the wave,
A whick of green
in a forest of grey,
Stray sunlight
after the moonless-starless-deepest-darkest night
#givethanks
Sweets
Velvet chocolate and sharp cherry kisses keep me thinking someday I'll miss this.
About a week until Thanksgiving, and I have so much to be thankful for!
Headspace
Your ghost walks these halls
Breathes ice onto my mirror
Comments on my choice of whole wheat toast
Cradles me like a casket
Haunts me like a song
Your ghost dances these floors
Leaves words written on my walls
Laughs when I can’t find the keys
Hums like a premonition
Hovers like a head-cold
Your ghost holds these dusty bones
With creaking steps
And silent echoes
Chrysalis
What colors are growing around us,
In the space between our breaths?
heavy wings don't carry
hushed whispers scream
night ticks on forever
like falling in a dream
What colors are growing around us,
In the empty space between our breaths?