Enough (a poem)

Some days, I would sell my own soul for thirty pieces of silver, just to hear the coins, solid and real, clinking in my pocket. Some days, I too would sell my birthright for a steaming bowl of stew, because hunger is here and now. I would throw myself from the...

On Feeling Afraid and Finding the Edge

“Come to the edge,” life said. “We can’t, we’re afraid!” they replied. “Come to the edge,” life said. “We can’t, we’ll fall!” they replied. “Come to the edge,” life said. So they came,...

Back to School Shopping (A Mother’s Gaze)

She stands, arms outstretched,  under fluorescent lights. She holds up empty shorts, t-shirts, and tanks. Her mother-eyes focus on what is not there, gauging the cloth’s ability to hold, to hug, the ones she loves. Her gaze is fixed just...

To Be A Pastor

To be a pastor is to return, every week, to face the hungry crowds. To offer, in outstretched and shaking hands, two loaves and five fishes, knowing full well it will never be enough. You are not the one who multiplies. You are Elijah’s widow, scraping...
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