Twinkle, Twinkle, Once Upon A Time
Mother, mother, mother dearest— I’m trying to be strong, but I feel so lost… I haven’t been afraid of the dark, since you told me that the stars shall light the way, and lead me home, your wandering child, your daughter, your darling… My soul searches for you now, alone in the dark. I wish…
I Never Heard the Voice of God
Growing up in Grapevine, I never heard the voice of God, only the screeches of my step-father competing with the dull sky roar of wing’d machines. Sound carries far across weed-choked fields. The gunshot, crack-of-the-whip crispness, but a deer’s dying breath leaves no echo. Skeletons were not hard to find, skinned carcasses lay in honeysuckle…
God’s Gravity
Don’t speak to me about the austere & lonely offices of love, until you’ve bathed your mother’s bare & trembling flesh with your own unworthy palms. Naked as the days we were born, her body the mold & echo of mine, only faded, in time. In this strange & striking way, I have known a…