who am i when i am alone?

Who am I when I am alone?I used to be a writer, someone who typed, and penned,And spoke. Full of imagination and thought.Words poured from my mind, pooled at the tips of my fingers, holy water, like blessing’s oil, soothing my own disquieted soulFrom the chaos of the not-notated, the experience not sealed Into eternal remembrance.…

if you’d like

Touch, I beg you, with my longing eyes,For still, I speak too meek to say the words.So shower me with endless, proud supplyOf kisses asked for by requests unheard.I want you! Can’t you see the way I blush?The way I lose my wits when you’re around?  How goosebumps prick my arms when yours I touch?Desire in…

i’ve never loved a soul like i love yours

I’ve never loved a soul like I love yoursIn all my years of life, none have come closeTo rivaling the way I feel so sureThat you’re the heart and soul I love the most.I love you more than summer, more than seaI love you more than dawn or break of day.I love you like you…

i don’t have to care

I seek out books about progressive faith,Read women write about the role their sex plays.I read books by Christians in all deconstruction stages,I stalk their citations and flip through their pages– Then I remember! I don’t have to care.I don’t have to read the words that are there.I already know the church’s stance is unfair.I…

butternut squash soup for the soul

Butternut squash soupEverything bagel bread bowlInsecure slurping  

i’ll move into your home with one request

I'll move into your home with one request:You'll wake up in the mornings with me slow.When sunrise comes, extend your angel restAs if there is no place you have to go.Lie idle with me, tangled up in sheets;I'll trace prophetic lines across your palm.By fate, our lips--like lives--are bound to meet,Our mouths as one begin…

i can’t choose how to leave when leaving lone

I can’t choose how to leave when leaving lone,Without a lover or a cause to earn:Abandon pride and follow the unknownOr cling to wants for which I’ve always yearned? Do fingers touch a map and choose to move,Or closed eyes fixate on a state then go?For friends or for a job do I dare choose,Though…

survive me

Everything inside me wants to expand.I’m overflowing, effervescing, becomingInto something other than myselfSomething explosive, corrosive,Something dense, with salt, buoyant,Something that floats, that comes up out of the water,Reborn. My mother is far away, and my father is, tooAnd their lives are their own,And what will mine be? Now that I’m alone hereIn the world,Enmeshed in…

my brain is a cave with no cool rocks

Mining through the depths of a cavern of self,you expect to strike gold; wealth, riches, overflowing possibility, something surprising. My mother's been promising the richness of my depthssince before I knew who I was, let alone what I wanted. And now, I approach the cave. I expect maybe rubies, maybe turquoise. I wonder if diamonds…

beautiful button

Your voicemails show your vernacularVerbalized across vastness,A digital vacuum,That sucks up the sound of your voiceAnd somehow sends it to me in your voiceBut croakier, more muted,More not quite like you and more likeHow I’m convinced you sound,How you sound in my hand,When I press a button: buoyant,Becoming, belated.The bottom of my cell phone, Held up…

and now i have to go

You’ve offered me freedom,The kind that makes your legs jostle with uncomfortable potential energy,The kind that stirs up the insects in your belly, awaking them at twilight,The kind that makes you do crazy things,Like scream at stars, and rush into lakes,And go for walks in the snow without a coat on. You haven’t been stable,…

sleepless nights

My sleep is pointless when I've postponed artthroughout the day and try to leave it be.My legs might ache for rest and day's restartbut cordially, my mind must disagree.It wants to write, it wants to whittle wordsinto the shapes and sounds that it desires;it wants descriptions--waves, and trees, and birds--but sleep is all I wish…