I Only Want What I Cannot Touch   The word normal hovers outside of the unexpected, that is to say  that it exists outside of life itself. Normal is the fantasy  you created in your Barbie dream house. It is milk that still tastes the…

Her whole life, Every breath she takes, She wants to change what’s normal, She wants to change what’s accepted. She wants people to feel like home, No matter who they love, No matter who they want to be, No matter who they are. She wants…

Apparently, it happens slowly. At first, it’s just a little — hardly noticeable. “How did this get so warped?” Pulling away the hard outer layers. Uncover the damage — wet, black mold. This cancer is eating away at our home. Waiving the white flag of…

Is being mute muzzled, masked, absolute no freedom with words jailed in Facebook in herds. Is that normal?   Getting fired setting buildings ablaze walking around in a daze locked in houses, crazed. A new normal?   Our history ruined statues offended, abused how long…

Hello I need windows In my new building please give me 3 windows To let in the light. Put them on each floor To maximize my light. Oh you’re quite expensive I wonder why that is. I hope you keep the windows nice Money is…

it’s all spread out before me Earth His footstool Skies His Glory   these places I thought I travelled alone pathways I’ve forged seas I’ve crossed the wilderness that tried to claim me… but He saw it all   He shows me the limitlessness of…

Featherlight touches across oiled skin Candlelight, conversation and love songs Sexy come-on’s and come-hither games The give and take society demands Lovers play to get ahead One with the other and both together Do ‘naught but raise my ire and temper It is not a…

When everything seems hopeless and fraught in great despair And you’re left with much to question with life crumbling everywhere You may be left to ponder, as you question where to turn O’er that sacred place of solace, where you’ll find that peace you yearn…

Life streamed in a rectangle Farm Shrine Village square Home Until… the slave trade came   Life shrunk into a triangle Office Worship Home Until…the virus came   The virus came It locked us down It masked our collective breaths We walk the earth like…

drowns his worries in a bathtub, compartmentalizing and filling each thought into a bottle to pour out shot by shot another day one at a time or too many at once till he is drunk on the confusion swimming in what overwhelmed feels like there…